I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste

A flannel for my face

Pyjamas, a hairbrush

New shoes and a case

I said to my reflection

Let's get out of this place

Past the church and the steeple

The laundry on the hill

Billboards and the buildings

Memories of it still

Keep calling and calling

But forget it all

I know I will



Tempted by the fruit of another

Tempted but the truth is discovered

What's been going on

Now that you have gone

There's no other

Tempted by the fruit of another

Tempted but the truth is discovered



I'm at the car park, the airport

The baggage carousel

The people keep on crowding

I'm wishing I was well

I said it's no occasion

It's no story I could tell



At my bedside empty pocket

A foot without a sock

Your body gets much closer

I fumble for the clock

Alarmed by the seduction

I wish that it would stop



I bought a novel, some perfume

A fortune all for you

But it's not my conscience

That hates to be untrue

I asked of my reflection

Tell me what is there to do