Lay Your Hands On Me

I say my doctor
And he told me
There ain’t no way around it.
There ain’t no magic pill.
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 an cure this
Crossed up condition,
Yeah, you know the very thing I need.
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.
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.
I don’t need no psychoanalyst to get to you.
Lay your hands on me.