Lyrics:

Cathedral eyes felt so alive laid on the woman painted softly
The masters of Rome should have used her for a muse
And me I could have used just a little cup of coffee
She whispered a look, I could barely breathe a word

I smoke in the moonlight to catch my breath
You scold me I'll catch my death of cold
You always imagined that I had something left
But I'm the only one you never told

Another barstool Houdini made you guess what to believe
When everyone was watching the illusion
But only you were looking up his sleeve
When she caught a glimpse from someone else's muse

I smoke in the moonlight to catch my breath
You scold me I'll catch my death of cold
You always imagined that I had something left
But I'm the only one you never told

The passions in the stained glass fell upon the masses
Thought he caught the corner of a vision
He used his Sunday shirt to clean off his glasses
His cathedral eyes retreated to the clouds

I smoke in the moonlight to catch my breath
You scold me I'll catch my death of cold
You always imagined that I had something left
But I'm the only one you never told