All I believe in, all I have held
Lies within a moment
The bleakest of farewells
Chiseled out a fantasy
Laid upon her door
She stood refracted by the glow
Of the needs I do implore...
The woman of my dreams isn't who she seems
A smudge of mascara
On her diamond tiara
Who knows what she's hiding, she seems so inviting
When she closes in for the kill
Speckled and bejeweled
She's playing it so cool
Ephemeral lattice in twilight shade
When you're born beautiful
You more than have it made...