(Hank Cochran)

Your hand is like a torch each time you touch me
that look in your eyes pulls me apart
Don't open the door to heaven if I can't come in
Oh, don't touch me if you don't love me sweetheart.

Your kiss is like a drink when I'm thirsty
Oh, and I'm thirsty for you with all my heart
But don't love me then act as though we never kissed
Oh, don't touch me if you don't love me sweetheart.

Now don't give me something that you might take way
To have you then lose you wouldn't be smart on my part
Don't open the door to heaven if I can't come in
Oh, don't touch me if you don't love me sweetheart...