Trick Or Treat London After Midnight

Standing down by the edge of the Seine
You look right through me in the heavy rain
You said that you loved me
Enough to give me eternity

And that's how it goes
The agony of ecstasy
The passion that you think it evokes
Is nothing more than a fantasy
Each night when you rise

And the phantoms clear from your mind
Although remorse will never hide the wounds that broke the soul inside

And that's how it goes
The agony of ecstasy
The passion that you think it evokes
Is nothing more than a fantasy

And that's how it goes
The agony of ecstasy
The passion that you think it evokes
Is nothing more than a fantasy

All the same you still have your needs
And the beautiful you'll bleed
The tracks are hidden well from sight
At least for only one more night