Keep that smile on your lips

All you'll touch is fingertips

Try and keep some form of dignity



Hold on to this embrace

This may be your final taste

Is it payment for your past indiscretions?



I know it can be hard

when a hand might touch a leg

I know it can be hard

when her body brushes yours



But when your hands fit around her waste like they used to

don't she feel that too



and when you see in her eyes the same thing that you saw before

don't you want it more



It all is rushing back

It all comes rushing back to you



Keep this image in your mind

If you're being left behind

There will be somebody else to lust for



And though their lips won't taste the same

And you can't forget her name

And their shirt won't fit in quite the same way



But when your hands fit around her waste like they used to

don't she feel that too



and when you see in her eyes the same thing that you saw before

don't you want it more



It all is rushing back

It all comes rushing back to you