Glove Me Lyrics - Singles - 1984

you have this hands memory 

my skin can't resist 

discreet as gloves 

in a night of robbery 

they stroke my faults 

and make appear a plain 

where i won't fall 

where i'll never be the same 

you have this touch memory 

printed on mine 

healing my love 

each time it's about to fall 

all in a heart mystery 

beating like a bird in hand 

so close to leave 

but in the end you stay with me