From 12" Single : My Dying Machine (1984)
She Cries
I know how to read alone
Here in the dark some old stories are told
The telephone haunts me
Like a picture of things that I'd never bring home
She cries like I do, too late for new words
She cries like I do, see if she's a man
No one is allowed in here
I'm have these fine new feelings to believe
This edge in my voice lacks sense
I never touched your heart I suppose
She cries like I do, too late for new words
She cries like I do, see if she's a man
She cries like I do, like we're supposed to
She cries like I do here in the dark
I'm so surprised
(P) 1984 Numa Records