Yes I like stormy weather

From my window

You ain't, yeah, you ain't so clever

You got it all made up.

But it feels like love, love, love

Oh yes, it feels like touch, touch, touch.

I sit around to pass the time

I try to get it off my mind

And I live in a world oh so small

That I can't get around at all.

And it feels like love, love, love

Oh yes, it feels like touch, touch, touch.

What did I say?

What did I say?

What did I say?

Oh, I didn't mean it.

What did I do

Oh, to hurt you

Oh, I didn't mean it

Oh, oh, I didn't mean it!

I'm not saying it's all made up

It's people there, to comb your hair

And I'll think out another song

Won't kill that, so beautiful.

So it feels like love, love, love

Oh yes, it feels like touch, touch, touch.

What did I say?

What did I say?

What did I say?

Oh, I didn't mean it.

What did I do

Oh, to hurt you

What did I do?

Oh, I didn't mean it

Oh, oh, I didn't mean it!

And it feels like love, love, love,

Yes, it feels like touch, touch, touch... [x4]