neil larsen
last tango in paris
We don't exist We are nothing but shadow and mist In the mirror we look as we pass No reflection's revealed in the glass Don't you know that the blood in your vein is as lifeless as yesterday's rain? It's a game where we come to conceal the confusion we feel But as long as we're nameless our bodies are blameless You cried when we kissedIt was nothing but shadow and mist Two illusions who touch in a trancemaking love not by choice but by chance To a theme that we tore from the past to a tango we swore was the last We are shadows who dance We don't exist We are nothing but shadow and mist In the mirror we look as we pass No reflection's revealed in the glass Don't you know that the blood in your veinis as lifeless as yesterday's rain? It's a game where we come to conceal the confusion we feel But as long as we're nameless our bodies are blameless You cried when we kissedIt was nothing but shadow and mist Two illusions who touch in a trancemaking love not by choice but by chance  To a theme that we tore from the past to a tango we swore was the last We are shadows who dance We are shadows who dance