Album: Extracts from the soundtrack of Chantal Akerman’s film “A couch in New York”
Like the beat, beat, beat of the tom tom
When the evening shadows fall,
Like the tick,tick, tock of the stately clock
As it stands against the wall,
Like the drip, drip drip of the rain drops
When the summer shower is through,
So a voice within me keeps repeating,
"You, you, you"
Night and day, you are the one
Only you beneath the moon and under the sun
Whether near to me or far, it's no matter, darling,
Where you are
I think of you
Night and day
Day and night, why is it so that this longing for you
Follows where ever I go?
In the roaring traffic's boom, in the silence of my lonely room,
I think of you
Night and day
Night and day,
Under the hide of me , there's an oh-so-hungry yearning burning
Inside of me
And it's torment won't be through
'til you let me spend my life making love to you,
Day and night, night and day