Julian Lennon

A love beyond a look,
A touch beyond temptation,
A vision beyond vogue,
One of gods finest creations.
Well its the kiss beyond the catcher,
There is nothing that could match her.
To touch her in a place,
Beyond the anguish of the chase,
Far from the endless race,
A love beyond embrace.
Well its the kiss beyond the catcher,
There is nothing that could match her.
Nobody knows which way she goes!?
Nobody knows which way she goes!?
Well shes sitting there alone,
Like a queen upon a throne,
If shed only catch my glance,
Then I might have half a chance.
Well its the kiss beyond the catcher,
There is nothing that could match her.