Margaret Whiting - The Touch Of Your Hand lyrics

You and I Throughout a summer day Have walked a sunlit way Or stopped to play You and I Have wandered hand in hand Throughout a happy land That we had planned I had hoped that our way might end Where the sky and blue horizon blend Yet we've both walked our one last mile It's goodbye for a while When you shall see flowers that lie on the plain Lying there sighing for one touch of rain Then you may borrow some glimpse of my sorrow And you'll understand How I long for the touch of your hand I've loved you so You'll never know How through those far ways And strangling star ways On sea or on land I will long for the touch of your hand