While You're In The Bath - Paul Smith
In a top floor flat
In the corner of the city
Waiting for your hair to dry
Sitting through a pile of clean clothes
Waiting at a bus-stop for a down port to pass
How long will this last
Washing up with cold water while you're in the bath
Resisting the temptation to look through the crack
Of the bathroom door
Though I've seen it before
Carpentry and magazines
Flights of stairs and wooden creaks
You've been calling to me
Long hauls and steep streets
Places I never reach
It's just a figure of speech
Washing up with cold water while you're in the bath
Resisting the temptation to look through the crack
Of the bathroom door
Though I've seen it before
And the nights just get harder
Synapses like brick walls
And my sensations are suspended
And I wish I could love you
Like I wanted to love you
I'm falling to bits
But I'll get used to it编辑于2023/09/05更新