Just An Echo
HOVINGTON / PAUL TERENCE / Statham / STEPHEN ANTHONY
She's a kind of goddess
The kind that can be cruel
And I'm her fool
Like John the Baptist
My head will fall for you
I'm cut in two
A taunting smile
Bewildered and bewitched
I've come unstitched
I thought, I saw you smile at me
But it was meant for someone else to find
I thought, I heard you say my name
But it was just an echo in my mind
These desperate hours
As brittle as a leaf
An imprisoned thief
Like Ingrid Bergman
So fragile and divine
When she said her lines
I thought, I saw you smile at me
But it was meant for someone else to find
I thought, I heard you say my name
But it was just an echo in my mind
