I was hugged by a strange man today
who claimed he was a king.
He promised he'd make me a
   national treasure,
I thought his mind was deranged.

He made a step towards me
and held me in his arms.
His touch was quick and bright,
I just could not resist his charms
or his slender, skillful hand
with which he made me something
that I don't understand.
Heavenly heavy and frozen stiff
I'm competing with the sun.
The only thing that melts my heart
is when a lover speaks my name.
But every time I hear a voice
it sounds the same
it sounds the same.

The man has vanished, so has the sun
I haven't changed position since.
With a mind full of rage
and a pocket full of miracles
I love you. But that's hard to prove
cause I'm so ghastly valuable
that I can't move
I cannot move.