In a crowd of fools she stood a queen Graceful and timeless a whirlwind Sweeping across the night
By the velvet moon she stole my heart Taking me places I never been And she made me feel as she took what she could steal
Now she is a drop in the ocean Just one out of plenty A small grain of sand in Sahara She's not to be counted a figure of fiction A star in the sky passing by But she is still everything to me
In the driving rain I walk alone With a mouthful of blood down The streets of something that was In the past something I've lost that could not last
Now she is a drop in the ocean Just one out of plenty A small grain of sand in Sahara But she is all I ever wanted That one in a million that takes you and breaks you apart She is still everything to me She is still everything to me