Hugh Cornwell / delightful nightmare

As the light drifts away
I'm floating through a vestibule
As I'm shown to my place
The curtains part and I'm face to face
As the scenes take the screen
I say my lines different every time
I'm not sure she exists
In the afterglow of when we kiss
It's a delightful nightmare
It's a delightful nightmare
It's a delightful nightmare
Will I find out her name
To ponder on when sleep has gone?
Will we meet in daylight?
Will I recognize and see through her disguise?
Will we speak of our dreams
Where everything is not as it seems?
It's a delightful nightmare
It's a delightful nightmare
It's a delightful nightmare
Now it seems long ago
When I played my part in our little show
As her touch fades away
To a memory like the moving sea
It's a delightful nightmare
It's a delightful nightmare
It's a delightful nightmare