Crossing town I'll take the train I'll draw my eyes along the pavement I would think you're like the river Running fast and overflowing You've been sleeping there for hours It's the early afternoon Pull your sheets between your thighs Drop my eyes, daylight and falter And you listen when she's speaking Cos' you know how these lovers Have a way with words We are lovers in your kitchen We are lovers in your hallway Place a feather in your cauldron I'll leave the book on your doorstep And it's hardest when you're leaving Cos' you always turn around And she never dies I'll drop by some other day now I will seek you out in silence Another book, another mystery Some accounts of love and violence And you listen when she's speaking Cos' you know how, you know these lovers Have a way with words