Tosca died before my eyes tonight
A victim of cruel love and lust
Her heart laid out before her eyes;
What could I do but watch
And stretch out to fall asleep
With thoughts of passion and death
While music to me away in dream.
Tosca died before my eyes tonight
A victim of cruel love and lust
Her heart laid out before her eyes;
What could I do but watch
And stretch out to fall asleep
With thoughts of passion and death
While music to me away in dream.