a sleight of hand with fingers full of grace
work the magic that you do
disappear without a single trace
and once again I fall for you
I fall for you
and when I do
I can't seem to pick myself up off the ground
I think I've come to the conclusion
that it's all a bunch of bull
love is an optical illusion
and once again I've played the fool
I fall for you...
last night I had a dream
I was your assistant, it seems
I was dressed in ostrich feathers
you did that trick where you sawed me in half
and then you laughed and then you left
without putting me back together
je tombe pour toi
je tombe pour toi
je tombe pour toi
e quand c'est fait je nepeaux plu me relever du sol
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