From memory (thanks to a cover version I remember from about 1965):

You touch my fingertips
And my heart is aglow
You bend to kiss my lips
And I can't let you go
Maybe I should resist
I'm a fool, I know
But at a time like this
My resistance is low

Your eyes are magic
They seem to say
"Come closer, come closer,
My darling, come closer"
Amd somehow I can't keep away

I want to be adored
More than you'll ever know
I'm going overboard
With a capital "O"


Don't know if that's all of it. Now I've unloaded that, maybe there will be some space freed up in my brain for stuff like what day it is and what my mobile phome number is.