Lyrics:

Oh they're touching
They're touching each other, they're feeling
They push and move
And love each other, love each other

They fit together like two hands
Two hands

I am a face
In the painting on the wall
I pose and shudder
And watch from the foot of the bed

Sometimes I think I can feel everything


The wind is blowing
My hair in their direction
The wind is bending my hair
There are no windows in the painting

No open windows, no open windows, no

They're touching
They're touching each other
They push and move
And they love each other, they love each other

They fit together like two hands
Two hands, two hands, two hands