03. His Secret

Let me tell you the story of a man, whom you adore
Whose eyes are like pools of madness

His calculated stroll is measured
His steps seem free willed to the untrained eyes
Crawling out, crawling out beneath the veil of the night

But I am his secret babe and you
But I am his secret babe and you
You, you, You are his wife

So Let me tell you the story of a man, whom you adore,
Whose eyes are adorned with shades so dark

His calculated stroll is measured
His steps seem free willed to the untrained eyes

And it’s been so many years since you’ve kissed this floor
When I go away, you’ll come back for more

But I am his secret babe and you
But I am his secret babe and you
You, you, You are his wife

Your hands are tied to his words
Crawling out ‘neath the veil of the night
Standing tall, Standing tall
Like if the rain was his mother

His truth is a lie, but better than a truth
is a truthful lie with sparks of love
And it’s been so many years since you’ve kissed this floor
When I go away, you’ll come back for more
Alright!