We close ourselves inside between our selves we’re locking up behind the mirrors We close our beauty, the most beautiful flowers in the world we lock, lest anyone should see our sensuous frailty The red of our velvet deep inside, the fascinating sparkle of the black into the core cut through by one thought only So jealous, oh— from so much love We close ourselves inside, inside, between our selves, between our selves we’re locking up, locking up behind the mirrors, behind the mirrors We close our beauty, the most beautiful flowers in the world we lock lest anyone should see, lest anyone should see our sensuous frailty The red of our velvet deep inside, the fascinating sparkle of the black into the core— cut through, cut through by one thought only So jealous, oh— from so much love, from so much love, from so much love
