Verse You sail a stormy weather from my window sill 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 Verse 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 Outro What did I say? What did I say? What did I say? Oh, I didn't mean it What did I do Or take of you? Oh, I didn't mean it Oh, oh, I didn't mean it!