I see two lovers kiss
On the street by studio 6
And I remember the petrol-thick
Mist we settled our lips
And I remember hearing your father laugh

While we made love in the next room
We made love in the next room
And I remember one of those mornings
I reached out to wake you
But I learned that he'd taken you back

I look through the glass
To housing blocks and and energy fans
I see slow familiar lovers
I see them pull their curtains back
And I remember pulling your curtains back
Then we made love to the old moon
We made love to the old moon
And I remember one of those mornings
I reached out to wake you
But I learned that he'd taken you back

And I remember you wearing
That pink august coat
That my grandmother wore
With my grandfather's love
And you're a little more clear
With this wine in my hand
And it colours my tongue
As if your lipstick has run

And I remember hearing your father laugh
While we made love in the next room
We made love in the next room