The Key
Matt Goss
Artiest
Titel
The Key
Lengte
3:59
Componist(en)
Matt Goss
Producer(s)
Matt Goss, Tony Philips
Mixage
Tony Philips
Platenlabel
Atlas
Catalogusnr
581 193-2 [cdm] // 581 192-2 [cds]
Tipparade
Songtekst
From behind the door I feel a breeze
A scent of living that was meant to please me
From behind the door I hear a whisper as
Soft as a picture, carved from water
As I slide the iron plate below the handle
A shaft of light hits me like a million candles
I see the forest, a ballroom, I see an empty street
Like a thousand puzzles ready to complete
I see every colour and colours that aren't invented
I see golden medals that are yet to be presented
For the only time I get pleasure from torment
I cannot touch, I can only see
But the pure desire, to touch the living scent
But to open up the door, I need
I need the key.
On statuette, what are you defending
Your marble smile, seems kinda condescending
Don't try the patience of an impatient man
If you can't fight, don't fight a man that can
I see every colour and colours that aren't invented
I see golden medals that are yet to be presented
For the only time I get pleasure from torment
I cannot touch, I can only see
But the pure desire, to touch the living scent
But to open up the door, I need
I need the key.
But the pure desire, to touch the living scent
But to open up the door, I need
I need the key.
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