Until it’s dry

Until It’s Dry Two in the morning, laundromat light My red dress turning behind the glass Paper-cup coffee, bitter and cold You never ask why I came alone Your soaking shirt goes into the drum A silver key falls onto the floor You pick it up, then look at me And something broken starts to sing We don’t need names We don’t need reasons Stay till the spinning stops Until it’s dry Stay here with me We’ll dance to the rhythm of the machines Until it’s dry Stand close to me Before the morning finds us here This dress goes back tomorrow morning I know I’ll never wear it again This shirt of mine is just the same It still belongs to yesterday Some things wash out without a trace Some things survive another spin Maybe we’re more alike than we know Don’t ask about tomorrow Don’t promise anything Stay till the spinning stops Until it’s dry Stay here with me We’ll dance to the rhythm of the machines Until it’s dry Stand close to me Before the morning finds us here On another night If we had met before Would I have chosen you? Would you have chosen me? But for now Until it’s dry Until it’s dry Stay here with me We’ll dance to the rhythm of the machines Until it’s dry Stand close to me Before the morning finds us here Until it’s dry Until it’s dry Never even knowing our names The door slides open The morning walks in Never knowing our names We turn to strangers again