Down To The Waterline (Live)

Down To The Waterline (Live) - Dire Straits

Lyrics by：Knopfler Mark

Composed by：Knopfler Mark

Sweet surrender on the Quayside

You remember we used to run and hide

In the shadow of the cargoes

I take you one at a time

And we're counting all the numbers

Down to the waterline

Well near misses on the dogleap stairways

French kisses in the darkened doorways

A foghorn blowing out wild and cold

A policeman he shines a light upon my shoulder

Up comes a coaster fast and silent in the night

Over my shoulder all you can see

Are the pilot lights

No money in our jackets and our jeans are torn

Your hands are cold but your lips are warm

She can see him on the jetty that

They used to know

She can feel him in the places where

The sailors go

When she's walking by the river

Or the railway line

She can still