- cifra
Tv queen
Putting clothes on
A felt red dress and her stockings
And when you walk out of that box
And out of that screen, you're into me
No, that's not right. I got so lost trying know you
Trying to touch you. Trying to
In a black room. Is this no face?
Is this nobody that I'm seeing? Those dead eyes
The closest I can ever get to you. The real you
No, that's not right. I got so lost trying to know you
Trying to touch you. Trying to
