Human Contact - Beans On Toast

I’m a hugger, I’m a kisser

A high-fiver and a handshaker

I’ll probably tell you that I love you

Before I even had a chance to get to know you

Touchy-feely, but not in a weird way

I can get comfortable on a busy tube train

And I like treating strangers like they’re my best friends

Never had any complaints back then

I’ve always had a thing for human contact

And I miss that

We’re doing fine, man, we’re doing well

Well as well as can be expected, you know, how about yourselves?

I’m guessing your work has dried up too

You’re also sat at home wondering what to do

Now the future ain’t nothing but a question mark

And there’s time to find out who you really are

You’re a hugger, you’re a kisser

A high-fiver and a handshaker

You know, I really miss you

I can’t wait until I can actually see you

Face-to-face, less than a metre apart

Can’t wait for you to tell me who you really are

You’ve always had a thing for human contact

And I love that

I feel at home in large gatherings of people

Pubs, clubs and football matches, gigs and festivals

I made a living trying to bring people together

Saying, «Hug it out, man, it’ll make you feel better»

Now the future ain’t nothing but a waiting game

Waiting to find out when we’ll meet again

Let it be known when this is over

We’re gonna have a giant get together

We’ll be hanging from the rafters

And we won’t be taking anything for granted

I know it might not happen anytime soon

But I need to believe a normality will resume

Where it’s normal to kiss, normal to hold hands

Normal to wrap your arms around your friends

I’ve always had a thing for human contact

And I miss that