Your juice is in the fridge still
That old dirty record that you got
From down our local Mind shop
Is lying half out of it's sleeve
There on the edge of our bed
Almost as if you were dead
But darling you are not
No darling you are not
You're glowing just out of the frame
You said you needed more space
Now I'm trying to forget your name
Outside it's grey and wet
And I can't feel the the warmth yet
TV says we are
Expecting a heatwave
Expecting a heatwave
Expecting a heatwave
Melting all of us away
This feels as big as it gets
Earth shifting on it's axis
Birds falling from my dark skies
Dogs howling through the whole night
I'm not expecting sunshine
Again within my lifetime
TV says we are
Expecting a heatwave
Expecting a heatwave
Expecting a heatwave
Melting all of us away
Expecting a heatwave
Expecting a heatwave