Texty: Sarah Slean. The Baroness. Euphoria.

Take me
Love me
Invade the portions of me
That are dark and warm and deep
Hero was hero
I am glad that you are here
So, take your love and take your leave

Now, how will I fall asleep?
I am on to you euphoria
You built the maze
In my lover?s face
I am on to you euphoria
This state of grace

I could have held him
But, alas, the dawn compelled him

to walk into the street
His arms are swinging and maybe he is singing
With those lips that now taste like me

How am I suppose to fall asleep?
I am on to you euphoria
You built the maze on my lover?s face
So, I am on to you
Euphoria
I am on to you euphoria
You built the maze on my lover?s face
I am on to you euphoria
this state of grace