And your moving silence, the tea so delicately laced
Out of reach, out of touch
How you've learned to hate so much
Out of reach, out of touch How you've learned to hate so much
Came from passion and you gave it a name
The fingers of poison like needles in the drivin' rain
So smile discreetly as you watch with such grace
Now I must slip away but can you forget my face
Out of reach, out of touch How you've learned to hate so much Out of reach, out of touch How you've learned to hate so much Out of reach, out of touch How you've learned to hate so much Out of reach, out of touch How you've learned to hate so much