Ernest Tubb - Touch And Go

The two hands of a clock
Are what we measure our love by
A moment stolen here and there
To hold each other tight

They're suspicious and to linger
Would only make it grow
Our wedding rings
And ties they bring
Make our love touch and go

The whispering talk of others
Is the price we have to pay
It wouldn't be so bad but then
It's getting worse each day

And we'll surely hurt somebody
Cause they still love us so
It's borrowed time
When love's this kind
And our love's touch and go

Touch and go our separate ways
Until we meet again
Make up lies to satisfy the ones
Who ask us where we've been

But I'd rather have it this way
Than to never ever know
What true love is
Although our kiss
Is only touch and go

Touch and go our separate ways
Until we meet again
Make up lies to satisfy the ones
Who ask us where we've been

But I'd rather have it this way
Than to never ever know
What true love is
Although our kiss
Is only touch and go