VERSE 1:
i bought a toothbrush…some toothpaste…
a flannel for my face…
pajamas…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
the billboards and the buildings…
memories of it still…
keep calling (keep calling) …
…and calling (and calling)
but forget it all…
i know i will…
CHORUS:
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…
VERSE 2:
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 it would stop
*CHORUS*
VERSE 3:
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
what is there to do?
*CHORUS*
OUTRO:
tempted by the fruit of another…
tempted but the truth is discovered…
(x 12)