Last Tango In Paris

We don’t exist
We are nothing but shadow and mist
In the mirror we look as we pass
Our reflections revealed in the glass
Don’t you know that the blood in your veins
Is as lifeless as yesterday’s rain
It’s a game where we come and conceal
The confusion we feel
As long as we’re nameless
Our bodies are blameless
You cried when we kissed
It was nothing but shadow and mist
Two illusion who touch in a trance
Making love not by choice, but by chance
To a theme we tore from their past
To a tango we swore was their last
We are shadows of dance
As long as we’re nameless
Our bodies are blameless
You cried when we kissed
It was nothing but shadow and mist
Two illusions who touch in a trance
Making love not by choice, but by chance
To a theme that we tore from their past
To a tango we swore was their last
We are shadows of dance
The last tango…
The last tango…