Slow is the memory

I can picture her standing right in front of me

Orange blossoms crushed by concrete

I walk around with barefeet

And I know you want me

Can't remember everything

Her skin it tastes like sugar cane

And I had already gotten there before I came

My tank is empty

And I know you're thirsty

I have already tried to explain myself

It's not that I love someone else

But I can't bear to listen to you cry

I'm sick of all these wasted years

A rag for someone else's tears

I wring you out as I hang you out to dry

And I'll see you when I get back

Maybe we can get ourselves back on the right track

You touch me there because you know how much I like that

I think that we will need to relax

And I know you want me

All the time and everywhere

A happy surface but the underbelly isn't there

And the worst thing is that I don't even really care

And the emptiness is too much to bear

C'mon C'mon

Get off the phone

Please come home

It's been so lonely since you've been gone

you won't surround me

up and down me

Be all around me

Baby I can't breathe no more