David Bowie — Cactus

[Verse 1] Sitting here wishing on a cement floor Just wishing that I had just something you wore I put it on when I go lonely Will you take off your dress and send it to me? [Verse 2] I miss your kissing and I miss your head And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead Just run outside in the desert heat Make your dress all wet and send it to me [Verse 3] I miss your soup and I miss your bread And a letter in your writing doesn't mean you're not dead So spill your breakfast and drip your wine Just wear that dress when you dine [Interlude] D-A-V-I-D [Verse 3] Sitting here wishing on a cement floor Just wishing that I had just something you wore Bloody your hands on a cactus tree Wipe it on your dress and send it to me [Outro] Sitting here wishing on a cement floor Just wishing that I had just something you wore