There she lies
on the other side
of the midnight curtain
there she lies, there she lies
Her hands filled with crushed velvet
on the other side
of the midnight curtain
there she lies

This is how she looked that day
on the side of the road
with so much make-up on her face
that the rain sat like pearls
on her cheeks and on her forehead

There she lies
on the other side
of the midnight curtain
there she lies, there she lies
Her hands filled with crushed velvet
on the other side
of the midnight curtain
there she lies

The coyotes howl in the scrub at night
beneath the Hollywood sign
The pale moon spills the milky light
on a game so rough
that we can't say when it's over

There she lies
on the other side
of the midnight curtain
there she lies, there she lies
Her hands filled with crushed velvet
on the other side
of the midnight curtain
there she lies

Not waking up, more like coming to
you're high and gone
Not waking up, more like coming to
you're high and gone
Not waking up, more like coming to
you're high and gone
high and gone
high and gone