soirée fantastique ft todd cooper

The Alan Parsons Project

And now a trick that is done with mirrors
To exist and not to be alive
I m the man who has disappeared in his own eyes
And if you ve come to watch my sleight of hand
You can look but never see
Misdirection is not being lost
When doubt is all that you believe

In your kiss I find the key (In your kiss I find the key)
To all of the locks that were holding me
(To all of the locks that were holding me)
Now all their illusions fall away
(Now all their illusions fall away)
(Let em fall, their illusions fall away)
In your touch I find the key (In your touch I find the key)
To restore what was torn
and now I m complete (To restore what was torn)
I finally found the light of day (I found the light of day)
(In this soirée fantastique)
Soirée fantastique

Now you see me, now you don t , says the man I used to be
Behold the levitation made of hope
Rising up to set me free

In your kiss I find the key (In your kiss I find the key)
To all of the locks that were holding me
(To all of the locks that were holding me)
Now all their illusions fall away
(Now all their illusions fall away)
(Let em fall, their illusions fall away)
In your touch I find the key (In your touch I find the key)
To restore what was torn
and now I m complete (To restore what was torn)
I finally found the light of day (I found the light of day)
(In this soirée fantastique)
Soirée fantastique

In your touch I find the key (In your touch I find the key)
To restore what was torn
and now I m complete (To restore what was torn)
I finally found the light of day (I found the light of day)
(In this soirée fantastique)
Soirée fantastique
(Soirée fantastique)
Soirée fantastique
(Soirée fantastiqe)