Soft velvet and candle light Little fears that you keep inside Everything that was there before Well it feels just like a fantasy You don't keep desire on high display Young slave and her Mary Kay Held you up on St. Andy's cross And it feels just like a dream, you said All my friends all my enemies All wrapped up down in front of me All red white oh so good to be Free from every desire Black sheets cover morning light Old secrets that never die And all the shame that was there before Well it feels just like my fantasy When I was on my knees well then where were you Trading places for someone new And every time you come crawling down Well it feels just like a dream, you said All my friends all my enemies All wrapped up down in front of me All red white oh so good to be Free from every desire