Bathtime - Tindersticks

作词：Stuart Staples/Neil Fraser/Dickon Hinchliffe/Alistair McAuley/David Leonard Boulter/Mark Anthony Stephen Colwill

作曲：Stuart Staples/Neil Fraser/Dickon Hinchliffe/Alistair McAuley/David Leonard Boulter/Mark Anthony Stephen Colwill

There's a city filth that lingers

All over my naked hands

Deep into the weave

Of the clothes I wear

And every step brings another

Every hour adds some more

Till I'm on the other

Side leaning on your door

Are the taps running

Darling

Is the air thick with steam

Can I find some place

To cry these tears of shame

Every step brings another

Every hour adds some more

Till I'm on the other

Side leaning on your door

There's a smell so sweet

It's sickly

It follows me into the room

Hangs in the air like

Rotting perfume

I never bathe in it

Darling

Got down on my

Hands and knees

Got in so far

I became

Well a part of it all

I've been wading through it

Don't you know

It's up to my neck

And it won't be long

'Fore it's over my head

And it's the thought of you

In my mind keeps me

Thought I knew these streets

And how they turn

Could always find my way home

There's something there

Can't leave it alone

The trains they run all night

We could leave everything behind

Just bring that dress

You bought when we first met

I know it's faded

Darling

I know it's tattered and worn

In that dress

I could never love you more

I've been wading through it

Don't you know

It's up to my neck

And it won't be long fore

It's over my head

And I can suck it into my love

Breathe it in