All over my naked hands Deep into the weave of the clothes I wear
And every step brings another
Every hour adds some more Till I´m on the other side leaning on your door Are the taps running, darling? Is the air thick with steam? Can I find some place to cry these tears of shame?
Every step brings another
Every hour adds some more Till I´m on the other side leaning on your door
There´s a smell so sweet it´s sickly
It follows me into the room Hangs in the air like rotting perfume
I never bathe in it, darling Got down on my hands and knees Got in so far, I became, well, a part of it all I´ve been wading through it Don´t you know it´s up to my neck? And it won´t be long ´fore it´s over my head And it´s the thought of you in my mind, keeps me. . .
Thought I knew these streets, and how they turn
Could always find my way home There´s something there, can´t leave it alone
The trains they run all night
We could leave everything behind
Just bring that dress you bought when we first met
I know it´s faded, darling I know it´s tattered and worn In that dress, I could never love you more I´ve been wading through it Don´t you know it´s up to my neck? And it won´t be long ´fore it´s over my head And I can suck it into my love, breathe it in