I remember when, I was told a story of   Crushed velvet, candle wax and dried up flowers   The figure on the bed, all dressed up in roses,   Calling beckoning to sleep. offering a dream.      The words were as mystical as   Purring animals      The circle of rage    The ghosts on the stage appeared      Time was so tangible   I'll never let it go      Ghost stories handed down,   Reached secret tunnels below      No one could see me      oh,   I fell in to yesterday   oh,   Our dreams seemed not far away   I want to, I want to, I want to stay   oh,   I fell into fantasy      The words were as mystical as   Purring animals      The circle of rage    The ghosts on the stage appeared      Time was so tangible   I'll never let it go      Ghost stories handed down,   Reached secret tunnels below      No one could see me      oh,   I fell in to yesterday   oh,   Our dreams seemed not far away   I want to, I want to, I want to stay   oh,   I fell into fantasy      The girl on the wall's always waiting for me   And she is always smiling   And the teenage death boys   And the teenage death girls…   And everyone was dancing   Nothing could touch us then,   No one could change us then,    Everyone was dancing   Nothing could hurt us then,    No one could see us then ,   And everyone was dancing   Everyone was dancing      No one could see me      oh,   I fell in to yesterday   oh,   Our dreams seemed not far away   I want to, I want to, I want to stay   oh,   I fell into fantasy   Our dreams seemed not far away(x3)   I fell into fantasy