Phantom/Ghost - My Secrete Europe

my secret Europe secret
secret

my secret Europe
stretched out before me
like a second skin
painted and thin
I feel so good
in these Italian boots
like Lady Godiva
riding in the nude
I still have the matches
you brought from Rotterdam
you made me use them
when I was your macstick man

secret

the Barcelona papers
and the shirt from Turin
lost in my friends suitcase
somewhere in Berlin
you can see Belgian highways
far from outer space
they keep them light in the night
and tidy through the days

my secret Europe