C G dm F F/G




Her skin is like velvet
her face cut from stone
her eyes when she is smiling
will never reach home

but hear how she sings
mmmmmmmmmmmm

her touch would be tender
her lips would be warm
but when we are together
im always alone

but hear how she sings
but hear how she sings
but hear how she sings


her skin is like velvet
so I went to her home
her place like a palace
with things you cant own

her skin is like velvet
but hear how she sings


Only by ear oder was man sagt.