Titanic Days - Kirsty MacColl

I just know

Though I can’t see

But I can feel his hands all over me

His hot breath on me

I can’t resist

His rope, my wrists

I never knew there might be days like this

Dream on he says

Dream on he says

Will I be saved

From these Titanic days

A violent frenzy

In a none too cheap hotel

He says it’s hazy

But I remember it so well

His arms, his face

The way my words got twisted out of place

Dream on he says

Dream on he always says

It’s sink or swim

In these Titanic days

So hot so hungry

So faretheewell goodbye

I got so angry

Now I sit here and sigh

My love, always

We should rejoice in these Titanic days

Dream on he says

Dream on he says

Will I be saved

Will I be saved

Dream on he says

Dream on he says

Do you ever get that sinking feeling?