Days Of The Pheonix

I remember when, I was told a story of
Crushed velvet, candle wax and dried up flowers
The figure on the bed, all dressed up in roses caling
Beconing to sleep offering a dream
Words were as mystical as
Purring animals
The circle of rage
The ghosts on the stage, appeared
Time was so tangible I'll
Never let it go
ghost stories handed down,
reached secret tunnels below. no one could see me.
ooh, i fell into yesterday.
ooh, our dreams seemed not far away.
i want to i want to i want to stay.
ooh, i fell into fantasy.
the words were mystical as
purring animals
the circle of rage
the ghosts on the stage appeared
the time was so tangible i?ll ?
? never let it go
ghosts stories handed down,
reached secret tunnels below. no one could see me.
ooh, i fell into yesterday
ooh, our dreams seemed not far away
i want to i want to i want to stay
ooh, i fell into fantasy
the girl on the wall always waited for me
and she was always smiling.
the teenage death boys,
the teenage death girls?
and everyone was dancing.
nothing could touch us then
no one could change us then,
and everyone was dancing.
nothing could hurt us then,
no one could see us then,
and everyone was dancing.
everyone was dancing.
no one could see me
ooh, i fell into yesterday
ooh, our dreams seemed not far away
i want to i want to i want to stay
ooh, i fell into fantasy
our dreams seemed not far away
our dreams seemed not far away
our dreams seemed not far away
i fell into fantasy