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