Crumpled Dress

The Durutti Column

You don't act fair 
You touch my face 
There are some lines 
Some you put there 
This rented room 
Your summer frocks 
Crumpled on the floor
On the floor
There's tears in your eyes 
Midnight coming
Dreams are coming on
We like to dream 
Dreams are coming on 
You don't act fair 
You touch my face 
There are some lines 
Some you take away 
And some you put there 
Neon light in the rain 
All these pale faces
You don't act fair 
Midnight coming on 
Dreams are coming on
We like to dream 
This rented room
And your summer frocks
Crumpled on the floor 
There's tears in your eyes