Bolero

Let's not be the ones outside Looking at the world go by saw you standing all alone Wasted time has gone for good Play no more, its understood Come to the twilight zone, let me feel your secret hand Like a feather on the sand. Only made of gold You can make me feel a king And surrender everything. A fire can't control Hold me in your arms again Strangers down a lonely lane We can still survive, driftwood on the stream of life Hold me in your arms again Let me touch your velvet skin No more lonely nights on the way of no return Play me the bolero See your mystery in your eyes And the emotion in your lies I feel the magic in your touch Cause the voiting is too much --- Bolero - Fancy