© Hazel O'Connor - Neil O'Connor When I first saw your face, I thought here's a man Maybe he can, give it to me, something real Give it to me, But this time with some feeling But I said... Don't touch me Give me some real feeling Don't hold me, Give me something right from the part Could have misjudged you, I could have been wrong A man with no feeling's Like a man who sold his soul Well we could be friends But let's not forget You and me, we're worlds apart You want me to forget our scars Well I could try, if you could too Well I could die And for me and the two and you I said.... Don't touch me Give me some real feeling Don't hold me, Give me something right from the part Could have misjudged you, I could have been wrong A man with no feeling's Like a man who sold his soul Well I travelled far and I've travelled wide And I met them folk who cheat and lie Who never see the coloured sky You k**, destroy. And I was their little toy And friend I stand here looking at you, And I ask you sonny, Hey what you do To justify your fruitless lies To justify our poisoned skies Don't touch me Give me some real feeling Don't hold me, Give me some real feeling Don't touch me Give me some real feeling Don't hold me, Give me something right from the part Could have misjudged you, I could have been wrong A man with no feeling's like a man who sold his soul Could have misjudged you, No I wasn't wrong.