Diving in the summer tea cup
Swimming in the morning sink
I am water in your hands
In the dampness of the memory
In the memory of last night
I just stop my shave and sigh

Because of the burning sun
Instead of a senseless run
Can I wet your heart?
Can I wet your heart?
Can I wet your heart?
Can I wet your heart?

I can see you in the bathroom
By just one half-open eye
Did you wake up twice tonight?

Because of the burning sun
Instead of a senseless run
Can I wet your heart?
Can I wet your heart?
Can I wet your heart?
Can I wet your heart?

Can I whet your blade?
Can I whet your blade?
Can I whet your blade?
Can I whet your blade?