Awake now, I don't hear the floorboards creaking as you walk back from the window Or feel your satin fingers drawing patterns on my back where I live, darling Without you I'm a child who sucks the vacant thumb of emptiness, left crying when he hasn't had enough At the mercy of an empty womb, singing verses to some faded wall, confused about a simple thing as love It's too bad we couldn't stay here till the clock runs out or falls from sheer exhaustion Or till morning when I watch you as you stupidly figure things up from the floor But too soon for us it's over in the shock of the electric lightbulb sunrise from the ceiling up above As it dangles to remind us of the spiderweb that binds us and just complicates a simple thing as love Awake now, I don't hear the floorboards creaking as you walk back from the window Or feel your satin fingers drawing patterns on my back where I lay, darling Without you I'm a child who sucks the vacant thumb of emptiness, left crying when he hasn't had enough At the mercy of an empty womb, singing verses to some faded wall, confused about a simple thing as love