Taste of your heart

from a taxi on an overpass 
in the mist-up of the windscreen glass 
and the dull streaks of rain 
and I recognise 
something like pain 

I keep on waiting on the turbulence to pass 
I've got no means of knowing anything will last 
I don't know much 
just the taste of your heart 

in the quickstep of the evening rush 
in the swelter of the human crush 
and the madness transpires 
all my thoughts of you 
are simple desires 

I keep on waiting on the turbulence to pass 
I've got no means of knowing anything will last 
I don't know much 
just the taste of your heart 

one day I'm gonna wake up and find you 
one day I'm gonna sit up and see you home 
one day I'm gonna wake up and find you 
one day I'm gonna sit up and see you gone 

I keep on waiting on the turbulence to pass 
I've got no means of knowing anything will last 
I don't know much 
just the taste of your heart