She's a street light in the evening rain
An empty seat on the rush hour train
She's a polaroid lying on the street
She's the lover I may never meet

Every night I breathe her in
Feel her sink into my skin
Still I feel
That I am envious and obvious and desperate for your love
I am shouted by and criticised
Still I crave your touch
And I know the time you're killing is mine
But I... I don't mind

She's a phone call in the dead of night
A stranger's voice I recognize
She's a radio playing in the dark
She's the name you'll find written on my heart

Every night I breathe her in
Feel her sink into my skin
Still I feel
That I am envious and obvious and desperate for your love
I am shouted by and criticised
Still I crave your touch
And I know the time you're killing is mine
But I... I don't mind