Video musical
Video musical
Créditos
ARTISTAS INTÉRPRETES
John Holt
Intérprete
COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
John Holt
Composición
Ronnie Dyson
Composición
PRODUCCIÓN E INGENIERÍA
Niney the Observer
Producción
Letra
Tell me why
Tell me why, oh please, tell me why
If you let me make love to you
Then why can't I touch you?
If you let me make love to you
Then why, why can't I touch you?
From the very first moment I saw you
It's been a different world
From the very first moment I saw you
It's been, been such a different world
I seem to feel a little bit stronger
Each morning seems just a little-little bit longer
Oh, these two lips and little kiss have never been found
And I'm hurt
But you're still the same
You're like a frozen flame
And it so seem a shame
When you let me make love to you
But you won't let me touch you
When I leave you, I'm going someplace that I've
Never been before
When I leave you, I'm going someplace that I've
I've never been before
But you're still the same
You're like a frozen flame
And it so seem a shame
When you let me make love to you
But you won't let me touch you (Oh baby)
When I leave you, I'm going someplace that I've
Never been before
When I leave you, I'm going someplace that I've
I've never been before
Oh, reach out; baby, reach out
Baby, reach out
Written by: Edgar Whyte, John Holt, Ronnie Dyson