It was not long ago
When I had assumed
My face was a stone
And my thoughts were alone
When the lights rise
I'll have his collar by the throat
But until then
The clamour in the frames will remind me that I desire
Desire
It was not long ago
When I had assumed
My face was a stone
And my thoughts were alone
When the lights rise
I'll have his collar by the throat
But until then
The clamour in the frames will remind me that I desire
Desire