Elton John

Original sin


Oh, it's carnival night

And they're stringing the lights around you

Hanging paper angels

Painting little devils on the roof

Oh the furnace wind Is a flickering of wings about your face

In a cloud of incense

Yea, it smells like Heaven in this place


I can't eat, can't sleep

Still I hunger for you when you look at me

That face, those eyes

All the sinful pleasures deep inside

Tell me how, you know now, the ways and means of getting in

Underneath my skin, Oh you were always my original sin

And tell me why, I shudder inside, every time we begin

This dangerous game

Oh you were always my original sin


A dream will fly

The moment that you open up your eyes

A dream is just a riddle

Ghosts from every corner of your life

Up in the balcony

All the Romeo's are bleeding for your hand

Blowing theater kisses

Reciting lines they don't understand




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