Whose sticky hands are these And what is this empty place I could be happily lost But for your face Here stands an empty house
That used to be full of life Now it´s home for no one And his wife It´s a hovel and
(Who) Who can take your place I can´t face another day And (Who) Who will shelter me It´s cold in here Cover me
Under these fingertips A strange body rolls and dips I close my eyes And you´re here again
Later as day descends I´ll shout from my window To anyone listening I´m losing
(Who) Who can take your place I can´t face another day And (Who) Who will shelter me It´s cold in here Cover me
Oh, in a plague of hateful questioning Tap dancing every syllable from ear to ear I hear the din of lovers jousting When I´m hiding with my head to the wall
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