Butter fingers

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I reached out my arms and I touched you

With soft words, I whispered your name

Yes I held you right on the tips of my fingers

But that was as close as I came

Somebody took you when I was not looking, and I should have known right from the start

That it’s a long, long way

from the tips of my fingers

to the deep hidden deep

in your heart

Sonny Parkes