Il testo della Fingertips

Before i can open my all too eager eyes
Everything changes from the oceans to the skies
Perpetual emotion set ablaze by me
Everything's breathing, my hair and olive tree

Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go around and round

This comical wisdom
Creeps into my brain
A wave of my nerve
And also free of pain

Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go around and round

Pa-pa-pa-ra-raaa-a

Pa-pa-pa-ra-raaa-a

Electrical current
Hallowed be thy name
Lift my emotions
And banish all my shame

Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
Smell of sodden ground

Before i can open my all too eager eyes (all too eager eyes)
Everything changes from the oceans to the skies

Yet my fingertips
Have a special sound
Yet my fingertips
They go round and round

Pa-pa-pa-ra-raaa-a
Pa-pa-pa-ra-raaa-a