| Lyric | Musical | Song |
| Hands touch, eyes meet, sudden silence, sudden heat | |
| What is the good of the strongest heart? | |
| The waters drag me down, I reach for your hand | |
| There's a chill in the air and there's ice in my veins | |
| When I see someone rich both my thumbs start to itch | |
| No more lips, no more tongue, no more ears, no more eyes | |
| He said me eyes were deep blue pools, me skin as soft as snow | |
| To see moments of enchantment on our faces | |
| There's powder upon your vest my Lord and stubble upon your cheek | |
| I'm gonna rouge my knees and roll my stockings down | |
| When the sky is golden red take me in your arms to bed | |
| So I put on her shoes and tights and all but the foot's too small | |
| Music from those hands could catch you like a spell | |
| I close my eyes and I see him there | |
| The rats on the street haul tins around my feet | |
| I got lost in his arms but look what I have found | |
| So find her and bring her to heel | |
| In her eyes, in her voice, in the heat that filled the air | |
| Once again I'm a little depressed by the tired old face I see | |
| So take that look off your face | |
| Shall we still be together with our arms around eachother? | |
| The withered leaves collect at my feet | |