Slipping Into Fiction Lyrics

Steve Stevens Slipping Into Fiction

Bad news on her doorstep She doesn't need to lie, she doesn't need her conscience Misused by her bad, bad mess It's time to draw the shade, it's time to stop the madness With the moon up above and the stars in the palm of her hand So she drifts far away to a place only she'll understand, yeah She don't like what she hears She don't like what she sees In this she can believe So she's slipping into fiction She don't like what she hears She don't like what she sees In this she can believe So she's slipping, slipping into fiction Bad news knocks her door down She's tired of all those cold, cold nights so lonely Blue skies and green waters They don't exist she's a world away from all that now With the moon up above she drifts far away in the night She don't like what she hears She don't like what she sees In this she can believe So she's slipping into fiction She don't like what she hears She don't like what she sees In this she can believe So she's slipping, slipping into fiction