[00:15.03]He spoke my language in this foreign land
[00:21.99]Familiar secrets shared in a sinful bed
[00:29.00]Imagination flowing through his ancient hands
[00:35.84]He painted just my fantasy in red, bright red
[00:41.82]
[00:42.85]I call him Santa Fe''''
[00:49.82]Someone to dance with on a rainy day
[00:55.79]
[00:56.92]He will bring me all the empty reasons to be
[01:02.89]Sure of what I''''m only not so sure about
[01:09.39]So can he just be my illusion
[01:17.63]That I created with confusion?
[01:25.07]
[01:38.48]He wears a tall top-hat filled with secrets of our souls
[01:45.38]He''''ll pull them out as he pulls you in through the secret hole
[01:52.54]I call him Santa Fe''''
[01:59.39]Someone to bleed with on this lovely day
[02:05.58]
[02:06.51]He will bring me all the empty reasons to be
[02:12.43]Sure of what I''''m only not so sure about
[02:19.41]Will he take this grand delusion
[02:27.15]Add his love to make his own conclusion?
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[02:48.13]True or false can you feel his pulse?
[02:52.04]The warmth he carries really varies
[02:56.27]With the name of the game
[03:01.66]
[03:02.13]He will bring me all the empty reasons to be
[03:08.01]Sure of what I''''m only nt so sure about
[03:15.93]In the end it leads to sudden madness when he
[03:21.97]Takes these reasons breaths some sanity into them
[03:29.06]Can he just be my illusion
[03:36.66]I created with confusion
[03:43.73]Will he take this grand delusion
[03:50.67]Add his love to make his own conclusion