Crossing town I take the train
I draw my eyes along the pavement
I would think you're like the river
Running fast then overflowing

You've been sleeping there for hours
It's the early afternoon
Pull your sheets between your thighs
Drop my eyes, that I don't falter

And you listen when she's speaking
'Cause 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
'Cause you always turn around
And she never does

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
'Cause you know how, you know how these lovers
Have a way with words