Paroles: Departure (The). Dirty Words. Time.

All that I can smell is your perfume
On a coat hanging behind the door
Stimulating senses
I can't touch for fear I want more
More of the same in large amounts
Looking through a camera lens
The eye of a machine
Is more honest than mine

Time is on your side
To take time is not a cry
In the words of a simple man
To be one of a special kind

You can't be mine
You can't be mine
You can't be mine
Or be touched again

Let me take a picture of you
Let me close my eyes for a time
All that I can smell is your perfume
And it gets me quite uneasy

As empty words fall
On an empty facade
There empty words are falling
You could almost be a mannequin
You could almost be

Time is on your side
To take time is not a cry
In the words of a simple man
To be one of a special kind

You can't be mine
You can't be mine
You can't be mine
Or be touched again

You can't be mine
You can't be mine
You can't be mine
You can't be mine