Richard Thompson

Cold kisses

Richard Thompson


Here I am in your room going through your stuff 
Said you'd be gone five minutes, that's time enough 
Here in your drawer there's lacy things 
Old credit cards and beads and bangles and rings 
Well I think I've found what I'm looking for 
Hidden away at the back of the drawer 
Here's the life that you led before 

Old photographs of the life you led 
Arm in arm with Mr X Y and Z 
Old boyfriends big and small 
Got to see how I measure up to them all 
There is a place we all must start, love 
Who were you holding in that fond embrace 
I've found a door into your heart, love 
And do you still feel the warmth of cold kisses 

Here I am behind enemy lines 
Looking for secrets, looking for signs 
Old boyfriends big and small 
Got to see how I measure up to them all 
This one's handsome, not too bright 
This one's clever with his hands alright 
Tougher than me if it came to a fight 
And this one's a poet, a bit of a wet 
Bit of a gypsy, a bit of a threat 
I wonder if she's got over him yet 

Old passions frozen in the second 
Who were you holding in that fond embrace 
Hearts have a past that must be reckoned 
And do you still feel the warmth of cold kisses 

Time to put the past away 
That's your footstep in the street I'd say 
Tie the ribbon back around it 
Everything just the way I found it 
And I can hear you turn the key 
And my head's buried when you see me 
In a Margaret Miller mystery 
And do you still feel the warmth of cold kisses 
Do you still feel the warmth of cold kisses