Yes I like stormy weather
from my windowsill
You ain't, yeah, you ain't so clever
You got it all made up
But it feels like love, love, love
Oh yes, it feels like touch, touch, touch

I sit around to pass the time
I try to get it off my mind
And I live in a world oh so small
That I can't get around at all
And it feels like love, love, love
Oh yes, it feels like touch, touch, touch

What did I say?
What did I say?
What did I say?
Oh, I didn't mean it
What did I do
Oh, to hurt you
Oh, I didn't mean it
Oh, oh, I didn't mean it!

I'm not saying it's all made up
It's people there, to comb your hair
And I'll think out another song
Won't kill that, so beautiful
So it feels like love, love, love
Oh yes, it feels like touch, touch, touch

What did I say?
What did I say?
What did I say?
Oh, I didn't mean it
What did I do
Oh, to hurt you
What did I do?
Oh, I didn't mean it
Oh, oh, I didn't mean it!

And it feels like love, love, love,
Yes, it feels like touch, touch, touch
Yes, it feels like love, love, love,
Yes, it feels like touch, touch, touch
Oh yes, it feels like love, love, love,
Oh yes, it feels like touch, touch, touch
Oh yes, it feels like love, love, love,
Oh yes, it feels like love, love, love