Soft velvet and candle light

Little fears that you keep inside

Everything that was there before

Well it feels just like a fantasy

You don't keep desire on high display

Young slave and her Mary Kay

Held you up on st. Andy's cross

And it feels just like a dream, you said



Chorus:

All my friends all my enemies

All (tied/wrapped) up down in front of me

All red white oh so good to be

Free from every desire



Black sheets cover morning light

Old secrets that never die

And all the shame that was there before

Well it feels just like my fantasy

When I was on my knees well then where were you

Trading places for someone new

And every time you come crawling down

Well it feels just like a dream, you said