Down to the Waterline

Intro : Sweet surrender on the quay side      You remember we used to run and hide    In the shadows of cargoes, I take you on time, Counting all the numbers Down to the waterline Near misses on the dogleap stairways    French kisses in the darkened doorways    Foghorn blowing out wild and cold A policeman shines   A light upon my shoulder Up comes a coaster, fast and silent through the night Over my shoulder, all you can see are pilot lights No money in our jackets and jeans are torn Your hands are cold   But your lips are warm Instrumental :                                                    She can see you in the jetty where you used to go She can see you in the places where the sailors go When she's walking down the river on the railway line She can still hear you whisper Lets go down to the water line Come on.