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