Visions of Domino Songtext

This woman is a perfumed breeze
Greek Gods recline on her knees
I'd freeze the sun to kiss her ear
It all makes up the visions I call Domino
It all makes up the visions I call Domino
Right now *
A suit of doubt she gave to me
In return I cried a sea
Of poet's tears and something more
I camped outside her velvet doors