She Touched Me

Is she really real?
Was she really there?
Or did I somehow just imagine her
As starving men see menus in the air?
No, no, I didn’t imagine her
She's real
She smiled at me
She spoke to me
She gave me a flower

She touched me
She put her hand on mine right there
She touched me
I feel a sort of tingle where she touched me
A sparkle, a glow

She knew it
It wasn’t accidental
No, she knew it
She smiled and seemed to tell me so
All through it
She knew it, I know
She’s real
And the world is alive and shining
I feel such a wonderful drive toward valentine-ing

She touched me
I simply have to face the fact
She touched me
Control myself and try to act
As if I remember my name
But She touched me
She touched me
And suddenly nothing is the same!

One touch and New York is a part of heaven
One touch and I'm handsome and smart and six-feet seven!

She touched me
I simply have to face the fact
She touched me
Control myself and try to act
As if I remember my name
But She touched me
She touched me
And suddenly nothing is the same!