Howl Songtext
von Suede

Camilla waits in the afternoon
In a uniform.
There′s no escape from the tender chin
When the curtain's drawn.
I feel the space and the emptiness
Where all life starts.
My hands caress on the open dress
And feel her heart,
And feel her heart.

Howl like the wind.
Howl like a trigger from within.


The double taste of the sweetest stuff.
The nicest sin
Camilla hates but she calls it love
And different things.
I feel the folds of the tattered lace.
The game will start.
We play with clubs and we play with spades
But there are no hearts,
There are no hearts.

Howl like the wind.
Howl like a trigger from within.

Howl like a train.
Howl like Camilla beat her sin.

Howl like the wind.
Howl like a trigger from within.