The Man Nobody Can Touch

A little older, a little bolder
And still I shoulder this obsession
And what's the use?
Is it my curse or just a crutch?
Are these the words I've never heard?
Is this my song or my confession?
Am I the man nobody can touch?

There for the taking, my heart is breaking
I don't know how or what to give her
So all I gave was all I had
It wasn't much
But as I lay there in my weakness
Said the sweetness in her whisper:
"Behold the man nobody can touch"

If it's a lie then I'm living it
Still I grow tired of forgiving it
Was that the sentеnce?
Was I the jury or the judgе?

Cause I'm no good at picking winners
The messiahs from the sinners
I'm just a man nobody
I'm just a man nobody
I'm just a man nobody can touch