He brings her one more marguerita in a 2 a.m. New York diner,
Love sings in the corner, a canticle of knives.
He's come here to meet her, but all the boys want to greet her.
Moan fog horn, moan, for the leaving of the boat.
You know that she's a vampire, but you still offer her your throat.
Where do you go when I sleep, cos you're not here with me?
Where do you go when I sleep?
Now the winds and tides are driven by jealous men and faithless women.
Love sings in the harbour, a canticle of lies.
And she pulls him so deep inside her that he's afraid he'll divide her.
Desire bends and pulls you through the window of your dreams.
You're walking on the water but you don't know what it means
Love sings in the corner, a canticle of knives.
He's come here to meet her, but all the boys want to greet her.
Moan fog horn, moan, for the leaving of the boat.
You know that she's a vampire, but you still offer her your throat.
Where do you go when I sleep, cos you're not here with me?
Where do you go when I sleep?
Now the winds and tides are driven by jealous men and faithless women.
Love sings in the harbour, a canticle of lies.
And she pulls him so deep inside her that he's afraid he'll divide her.
Desire bends and pulls you through the window of your dreams.
You're walking on the water but you don't know what it means