Trilogy / Still... You Turn Me On (Live, Teatro Municipale, Piacenza, 28 November 2012)

I've tried to mend

A love that ended long ago

Although we still pretend

Our love is surely coming to an end

Don't waste the time you've got to love again

We try to lie

But you and I

Know better than to let each other lie

The thought of lying to you makes me cry

Counting up the time that's passed us by

I've sent this letter hoping it will reach your hand

And if it does I hope that you will understand

That I must leave in a while

And though I smile

You know the smile is only there to hide

What I'm really feeling deep inside

Just a place where I can hang my pride

Goodbye

Goodbye

Goodbye

Do you wanna be an angel?

Do you wanna be a star?

Do you wanna play some magic on my guitar?

Do you wanna be a poet?

Do you wanna be my string?

You could be anything

Do you wanna be the lover of another

Undercover?

You could even be the man on the moon

Do you wanna be the player?

Do you wanna be the string?

Let me tell you something

It just don't mean a thing

You see it really doesn't matter

When you're buried in disguise

By the dark glass on your eyes

Though your flesh has crystallized

Still

You turn me on

Yes you do

You turn me on

You turn me on

Do you wanna be the pillow where I lay my head?

Do you wanna be the feathers lying in my bed?

Do you wanna be the cover of a magazine?

Create a scene

Every day a little sadder

A little madder

Someone get me a ladder

Do you wanna be the singer?

Do you wanna be the song?

Let me tell you something

You just couldn't be more wrong

You see I really have to tell you

That it all gets so intense