Dressed In Black

She's dressed in black again

And I'm falling down again

Down to the floor again

I'm begging for more again

But, oh, what can you do

When she's dressed in black

My mind wanders endlessly

On paths where she's leading me

With games that she likes to play

And words that she doesn't say

Not when we're alone

And she's dressed in black

As a picture of herself

She's a picture of the world

A reflection of you

A reflection of me

And it's all there to see

If you only give in to the fire within

Oh, dressed in black again

Oh, dressed in black again

Oh, dressed in black again

Oh, dressed in black again

Shadows fall onto me

As she stands there over me

And waits to encompass me

I lay here helplessly

But oh, what can you do

When she's dressed in black

Oh, dressed in black again

Oh, dressed in black again

Oh, dressed in black again

Oh, dressed in black again…