ten tonnes
silver heat
Watching your reflection in the window screen, Walking on the pavement in the Silver Heat, Foot slaps the ground twice over and over, A sound passes by your left shoulder  Frozen fingers, Sweaty palms, Transfer an image Onto her heart  You're on the street below my window, Calling me down, You've got your bare feet on the dashboard, I'm running out of solid ground, She keeps a picture in her left breast pocket, In case he comes back, Oh forget that boy, come on now, drop it, I want to see you again  Watching your reflection in the window screen, Walking on the pavement in the Silver Heat, Foot slaps the ground twice over and over, A sound passes by your left shoulder  Sunken eyelids, Closed and wet, You've been crying, I told you to forget  You're on the street below my window, Calling me down, You've got your bare feet on the dashboard, I'm running out of solid ground, She keeps a picture in her left breast pocket, In case he comes back, Oh forget that boy, come on now, drop it, I want to see you again  You're on the street below my window, Calling me down, You've got your bare feet on the dashboard, I'm running out of solid ground, She keeps a picture in her left breast pocket, In case he comes back, Oh forget that boy, come on now, drop it, I want to see you again  Watching your reflection in the window screen, Watching your reflection in the window screen, Walking on the pavement in the silver heat, I want to see you again