Somewhere out in the back of your mind (somewhere)

comes your real life and the life that you know

It seems like it was the creation of some of those same old things

It seemed to be the only thing left out in the light



She had trusted many...

But been unfamiliar with...

Almost everyone but you



Well maybe I'm just thinking that the rooms are all on fire

Everytime that you walk in the room

Well there is magic all around you, if I do say so myself..

I have known this much longer than I've known you



She had trusted many..

And then there would be someone who would enter into her presence

That she could sense for miles..

She dreamed of her wanton luxury

And she laughed and she cried..and she tried to taunt him

and he hated to be separated..

from that picture..No...



Well maybe I'm just thinking that the rooms are all on fire

everytime that you walk in the room

ooh, well there is magic all around you, if i do say so myself...

Well i have known this much longer than I've known you



long nets of white cloud my memory..

long nest of white cloud my memory..

ohh..there is magic.. all around you..

everytime you walk in the room



Well maybe i'm just thinking that the rooms are all on fire

everytime that you walk in the room

well there is magic all around you, if i do say so myself..

well i have known this much longer than i've known you..

(repeat