Slow is the memory
  I can picture her standing right in front of me
  Orange blossoms crushed by concrete
  I walk around with barefeet
  And I know you want me
  Can't remember everything
  Her skin it tastes like sugar cane
  And I had already gotten there before I came
  My tank is empty
  And I know you're thirsty
  I have already tried to explain myself
  It's not that I love someone else
  But I can't bear to listen to you cry
  I'm sick of all these wasted years
  A rag for someone else's tears
  I wring you out as I hang you out to dry
  And I'll see you when I get back
  Maybe we can get ourselves back on the right track
  You touch me there because you know how much I like that
  I think that we will need to relax
  And I know you want me
  All the time and everywhere
  A happy surface but the underbelly isn't there
  And the worst thing is that I don't even really care
  And the emptiness is too much to bear
  C'mon C'mon
  Get off the phone
  Please come home
  It's been so lonely since you've been gone
  you won't surround me
  up and down me
  Be all around me
  Baby I can't breathe no more