One cold eveningnThe world stood stillnI watched as I held my breathnA silhouette I thought I knewnCame throughnSomeone spoke to menWhispered in my earnThis fantasy's for younFantasies are real this yearnnMy whole life flashed before my eyesnI thought what they say is truenI shed my skin and my disguisenAnd cold, numb and naked I emerged from my cocoonnAnd a half-remembered tunenPlayed softly in my headnIt saidnn(spoken)nLessons knownnWe dare expect from anything as arbitrary as lifenAnd the truth is simply that it's overnnI realise this miracle is duenI then gave this melody to younI realise this miracle is duenI then gave this melody to younnBut is this the stuff dreams are made of?nIf this is the stuff dreams are made ofnNo wonder I feel like I'm floating on airnNo wonder I feel like I'm floating on airnnI realise this miracle is duenI then gave this melody to younI realise this miracle is duenI then gave this melody to younnBut is this the stuff dreams are made of?nIf this is the stuff dreams are made ofnNo wonder I feel like I'm floating on airnNo wonder I feel like I'm floating on airnnAnd I realise this miracle is duenI then gave this melody to younnBut is this the stuff dreams are made of?nIf this is the stuff dreams are made ofnNo wonder I feel like I'm floating on airnNo wonder I feel like I'm floating on airnnOh it feels like I'm everywherenOh it feels like I'm everywherenIt's just my second skin.n