"When we met, light was shed

Thoughts free flow

You said you've got...something

Deep inside of you

A wind chime voice sounds

Sway of your hips 'round rings true

It goes deep inside of you

These secret garden beams

Change my life so it seems

A Fall breeze blows outside

I don't break stride

Thoughts are warm

And they go deep inside of you"

Satine was gone. She didn't love him. Never had, never would. And tonight, Christian knew, was the night that she' sleep with the damned Duke, cementing her place as an actress. And as the Duke's mistress.



"Yeah

Well I never felt alone

Alright

Oh oh uh

Oh oh uh

'Till I met you"

He imagined the Duke's hands sliding up her creamy white thigh, slipping off her corset, caressing her face.

"Friends say I've changed

I don't listen

'Cause I live to be

Deep inside of you

Slide up her dress

Shouts in darkness

I'm so alive

I'm deep inside of you

You said boy made girl feel good"

He thought of her screams and sighs, and wondered if it would be like when she was with him.



"But still...

Deep inside

Still

I never felt alone

'Till I met you

I'm alright on my own

And then I met you

And I'd know what to do

If I just knew

What's comin'

I would change myself if I could

I walk with my people if I could find them

And I'd say that I'm sorry to you

I'm sorry to you"

He wished that things had been different. But he'd made the right choices, hadn't he?

"And I don't wanna call you

But then I wanna call you

'Cause I don't wanna crush you

But I feel like crushing you

And it's true

I took for granted

You were with me

I breathe by your looks

And you look right through me

Lies, all lies.

That's right.

All."

That damned midget. Telling him how things were! Christian knew fucking well how things were, that was for sure!

"Something's gone

You're withdrawn

I'm not strong

Like before

I was deep inside of you

I can go nowhere

I burn candles and stare

At a ghost

Deep inside of you

And some great need in me

Starts...to bleed

I've lost myself

There's nothin' left

It's all gone

Deep inside of you

Deep inside of you

Mmmm...

Deep inside of you"

Christian got up out of the bed. Toulouse may be right. But then, perhaps Satine was right, and things would be ok as they were. He grabbed his had in one hand, and tucked his typewriter under the other arm. He'd find out tonight, that was certain.