Andreas Johnson Follow

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