I know that you live down there
At the end of the motorway
I won’t be able to get lost
It’s lit up at night
If you have a moment
You’ll have to listen to me
You’ll have to wait for me
You must not forget me
On the other side of you
I’m nearly sure there’s nothing more
On the other side of you
The desert starts where your hand ends
All the water that streams
Through the strands of your hair
I still need it
To refresh my eyes
Can you at least hear me
When I call for help?
I’m jealous of the diamond
Necklaces that surround you
On the other side of you
I’m nearly sure there’s nothing more
On the other side of you
The desert starts where your hand ends
Let me lull you to sleep
One northern night
On a bed of petals
Sapphire tinted
Let me lay myself there
Upon your four star skin
In the cathedral of your body
And never return
I’m nearly sure there’s nothing more
The desert starts where your hand ends
I know that you live down there at the end of the motorway…
That you live down there at the end of the motorway…