One cold damp evening

The world stood still

I watched as I held my breath 

A silhouette I thought I knew

Came through

And someone spoke to me

Whispered in my ear

This fantasy's for you

Fantasies are "in" this year



My whole life passed before my eyes

I thought

What they say is true

I shed my skin and my disguise

And cold, numb and naked

I emerged from my cocoon

And a half remembered tune

Played softly in my head



Then he turned smiling

And said

I realise a miracle is due

I dedicate this melody to you

But is this the stuff dreams are made of?

If this is the stuff dreams are made of

No wonder I feel like I'm floating on air

Everywhere 

It feels like I'm everywhere



It's like you fail to make the connection

You know how vital it is

Or when something slips through your fingers

You know how precious it is

Well you reach the point where you know

It's only your second skin



Someone's banging on my door