How hard for the covers to be pulled from their slumbers,
but a ghost never gives up its sheet.
Tell me, is it the same for the rattling chains or whatever you wear when you sleep?
You remember the time that I told you to take off your clothes?
You were naked as a window.
But I´ll take all that nothing over nothing at all.
I´m just a hallway for ceilings and walls, babe
and emptiness all the way through.
You know you´re asking too much to be held and not touched,
but somehow that´s just what you do.
You remember the time that I told you to take off your clothes?