I don't need no psychoan*lyst to get to You
I say my doctor
And he told me there ain't no way around it
There ain't no magic pill, no
He said, "I looked for years
And tried, but I ain't never found it
No way to fix your ills"
So I've come before the great physician
Where I know the medicine is strong and free
Only You can cure this crossed-up condition
Yeah, You know the very thing I need
Lay Your hands on me
Ooh, I need that something
Lay Your hands on me
I want Your touch
Lay Your hands on me
You've got the power
Lord, You know I've got the need
So lay Your hands on me
We try to hide it
The New York Times said "God is dead"
They never say You never left the tomb
But I can't deny it
When You came down with Your love instead
Can You dig the upper room
Nothing in the world can steal it
'Cause Your power is real, I know
Now all I want to do is feel it
So from the top of my head to the tips of my toes
Lay Your hands on me
I need that something
Lay Your hands on me
I want Your touch
Lay Your hands on me
You've got the power
Lord, You know I've got the need
So lay Your hands on me
I need that something
Lay Your hands on me
I want Your touch
Lay Your hands on me
You've got the power
Lord, You know I've got the need
So lay Your hands on me
Oh, yeah
I don't need no psychoan*lyst to get to You
Lay Your hands on me
I need that something
Lay Your hands on me
I want Your touch
Lay Your hands on me
You've got the power
Lord, You know I've got the need
So lay Your hands on me
I need that something
Lay Your hands on me
I want Your touch
Lay Your hands on me
You've got the power
Lord, You know I've got the need
So lay Your hands on me
Lay Your hands on me
Ooh...
Lord, Lord, Lord
Lay Your hands on me
I need that something, yeah
I want Your touch
Lay Your hands on me
You've got the power
Lord, and I want Your touch
Lay Your hands on me
I need that something, yeah
And I want Your touch
So lay Your hands on me