Matt Goss - The Key Lyrics
From behind the door, I feel a breezeA scent of living, that was meant to please meFrom behind the door I hear a whisper asSoft as a picture, carved from waterAs I slide the iron plate below the handleA shaft of light hits me like a million candlesI see the forest, a ballroom, I see an empty streetLike a thousand puzzles ready to completeI see every colour and colours that arent inventedI see golden medals that are yet to be presentedFor the only time I get pleasure from tormentI cannot touch, I can only seeBut the pure desire, to touch the living scentBut to open up the door, I needI need the key etc.On statuette, what are you defendingYour marble smile, seems kinda condescendingDont try the patience of an impatient manIf you cant fight, dont fight a man that canI see every colour and colours that arent inventedI see golden medals that are yet to be presentedFor the only time I get pleasure from tormentI cannot touch, I can only seeBut the pure desire, to touch this living scentBut to open up the door, I needI need the key etc.Pure desire to touch the living scent etc.I need the key (to fade)
