Muse.

Dorian, don’t you know I suffer?
And Dorian, tell me what you’ve done
Don’t tell me that you’re bad and shameful,
How can you when you look so young?

Oooh…You’ll see my soul tonight
Oooh…You’ll see my soul tonight

(You’ll see my soul tonight)
Fateful meeting in the dead of night
And the tête-à-tête turning to the golden portrait

(You’ll see my soul tonight)
Fateful meeting in the dark of night
And the exchange moving towards the, towards Dorian’s portrait

I used to value independence
I gave it up for an ideal
Dorian, look at me, and listen
How can you sit there and conceal?

You’ll see my soul tonight
You’ll see my soul tonight

(You’ll see my soul tonight)
Fateful meeting in the dead of night
And the tête-à-tête turning to the golden portrait

(You’ll see my soul tonight)
Fateful meeting in the dead of night
And the tête-à-tête turning to the golden portrait

Dorian Gray’s picture
Dorian Gray’s picture
Dorian Gray’s picture
Dorian Gray’s picture

Fateful meeting in the dead of night
And the tête-à-tête turning to the golden portrait

Fateful meeting in the dead of night
And the tête-à-tête turning to the golden portrait

(You’ll see my soul tonight)
Fateful meeting in the dead of night
And the tête-à-tête turning to the golden portrait

(You’ll see my soul tonight)
Fateful meeting in the dead of night
And the tête-à-tête turning to the golden portrait

Dorian Gray’s picture
Dorian Gray’s picture
Dorian Gray’s picture