that you bewitched meand sung me moon-struck,kissed me quite insane.(I think I made you up inside my head.)
God topples
from the skyhell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim
and Satan's men
I shut my eyes and all the world drops
dead. I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
I should have loved
a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comesthey roar back again.I shut my eyes and all the world drops
dead.(I think I made you up inside my head.)