I miss the mist upon your lips
That perfect slip of time
The way you sing your soul each night
Over cigarettes and wine
I sit amused on the wings of stage
This perfect pantomime
That moment you were mine.
That perfect slip of time
The way you sing your soul each night
Over cigarettes and wine
I sit amused on the wings of stage
This perfect pantomime
That moment you were mine.
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You spin your dreams on webs of silk
Balanced perfectly on time
Though brave, you sing with shy retreat
In humbleness you shine
I guide your hand to touch my heart
With love in every line
Each moment you are mine.
