Verse 1:
I say my doctor
And he told me
There ain't no way around it.
There ain't no magic pill.
He said, "I looked for years
And tried but I ain't never found it,
No way to fix your ills."

So I've come before
The great physician
Where I know the medicine is
Strong and free.
Only you an cure this
Crossed up condition,
Yeah, you know the very thing I need.

Chorus:
Lay your hands on me,
I need that something.
Lay your hands on me,
I want your touch.
Lay your hands on me,
You've got the power.
Lord, you know I've got the need
So lay your hands on me.

Verse 2:
We try to hide it.
The New York Times said
"God is dead".
They never say
You never left the tomb.

But I can't deny it
When you came down
With your love instead.
Can you dig the upper room.

Nothing in the world can steal it
'cause your power is real, I know.
Now all I want to do is feel it,
So from the top of my head
To the tips of my toes.

Chorus:

I don't need no psychoanalyst to get to you.
Lay your hands on me.