The Woman Downstairs - Tina Dickow

I ceremonially undress

For she who in my dreams reveals how she longs and she cares

I take off all my clothes

For the woman downstairs

The faded cotton shirt

The woollen jacket from a time when the Lord still answered my prayers

I let fall my black armour

For the woman downstairs

I get into the bath

Let the water trickle through my mind’s lonely affairs

I give my longing body

To the woman downstairs

I give her my ears and my eyes

I give her my future and my past

They’re both full of questions and lies

But I’ve got a feeling she’ll never ask

Where I’m going

I’m going down

To the woman downstairs

In my dream I lay her on a blanket

Wild berries stain the fragile dress she wears

She can have my soul and keep it

The woman downstairs

I give her my ears and my eyes

I give her my future and my past

They’re both full of questions and lies

But I’ve got a feeling she’ll never ask

Where I’m going

Well, I’m going down

To the woman downstairs

Yeah, I’m going down

To the woman downstairs