The Cure Fiction Records
Kyoto Song The Head on the Door (1985)
A nightmare of you, of death in the pool,
Wakes me up at quarter to three
I'm lying on the floor of the night before
With a stranger lying next to me
A nightmare of you, of death in the pool
I see no further now than this dream
The trembling hand of the trembling man
Hold my mouth to hold in a scream
riff 1:
Bridge: (slow)
I try to think to make it slow If only here is where I go
If this is real, I have to see I turn on fire and next to me
Middle 8: (slow)
It looks good It tastes like nothing on earth
It looks good It tastes like nothing on earth
Its so smooth it even feels like skin It tells me how it feels to be new
It tells me how it feels to be new
A thousand voices whisper it true
It tells me how it feels to be new
And every voice belongs
Every voice belongs, (every voice belongs) to you
Bridge:
Middle 8: