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