Pete Townshend
Pete Townshend - Contact lyrics
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Stop cold in your tracks; This brother could not relax; And like a stone between my eyes, I'm gonna she'd it's disguise; Don't let me lose, don't let me lose contact. Movin' fast with the feeling; Pulling hard and there's no concealing; Diamond fingers pull me through; Couldn't do it without you. Now I'm seeing what, I'm seeing what I believe in. You give me a piece of your action; You star (stone) me with a calm; I've been fed off my kharma, Too much, much too long. Being pushed at the frontier; Feel it up to my ears; To you my life is melting in, Without you to helter shelter me. Now I'm not stoppin', not stoppin' where love is feeling