A girl who can't shake off the smell

of a man she met but didn't know well

She thinks she feels him in her skin

She thinks she sees his sideways grin

She sees him on the street by chance

Follows him as if entranced

Gets on a train that he gets on

A girl like this she is possessed



She sits two seats behind his own,

can hear him sigh, a little moan

She wonders what he's thinking of

as he removes his right hand glove

She notices his hand is strange

as if the bones were rearranged

She thinks of what she'll say to him

She hears it playing deep within



You're all I need to get high



The man jumps to his feet just then

Slips out the train and round a bend

She almost loses sight of him

Shuts her eyes, thinks of his skin

She catches up just as he goes

into a bar and down below

to where cases of wine are stacked

There is no light, it's nearly black



You're all I need to get high



He turns around to face her then

his right hand seems to claw the air

She doesn't know why she came here

She doesn't know what possessed her

Sweat's running down her spine

But then he breaks into a smile

that lights up his whole face

And then he starts to laugh and laugh and laugh,

And then he says "I've thought about you

since that day we met but barely spoke"