Between My Legs

You can go out, dancingAnd I'll write about you, dancing without youAnd I'll shed a tear between my legsWhen you were here, I missed youNow that you're away, I'm out there without youAnd I shed a tear between my legsThough we live in the same city,You live in another state far away from me and all of my unfaded charmsBut when the rocket ships all fall, and the bridges, they all buckleAnd everybody's packing up their station wagonsThere's a number you can call, like a breast that you can suckleAnd we quietly will exit as it all is happeningAgain, I'm afraid of one thing,Will I walk away from love knowing nothing, wearing my heart between my legs?But when I know you're naked, lying on the bed while I'm at the pianoAll I can say is I can't fake itWhen the rocket ships all fall, and the bridges, they all buckleAnd everybody's packing up their station wagonsThere's a number you can call, like a breast that you can suckleAnd we quietly will exit as it all is happening again'Cause there's a river running underground, underneath the town towards the sea,That only I know all aboutOn which from this city we can fleeOn which from this city we can flee