Lyrics

ANASTASIA lets her hair down
As she falls into my arms
She allows me the conceit
That she’s a victim of my charms
But her being here tonight
Is not of my design
ANASTASIA writes the scripts
I merely say my lines

ANASTASIA laughs a little
As she whispers in my ear
The things that she tells me
I alone to hear
She says that I’m her lover
She says that I’m her friend
But she mostly speaks of visions
I do not comprehend


CHORUS:
ANASTASIA keeps her secrets
There's so much that I don't know
I only catch a glimmer
Only what she shows
Mystery upon mystery
She's a riddle I can't solve
When I think I see her clearly
The image then dissolves

ANASTASIA lights a candle
Then she lies across my bed
She gazes at the shadows
Dancing overhead
When I start to say I love her
She wrinkles up her nose
But then ANASTASIA smiles
And tells me that she knows

ANASTASIA sleeps beside me
Our bodies intertwine
The room smells of incense
Love-making and wine
I watch her as she slumbers
I listen to her breathe
Her soul no longer troubled
By thoughts to me bequeathed

CHORUS

ANASTASIA, in the morning
Rises with the dawn
When I wake & look around me
I find that she is gone