If love is an illusion,
Allow me to cast my spell
Over your eyes
Like Oberon with Titania and Bottom
So that all is sweet in the woods.
Let me glamour you like Vlad
So that even my worst faults are hidden
By the mists of mystery and desire.
Let me enchant your heart
With pretty pretty words
That would amaze de Bergerac.
If love is an illusion,
Let me seduce you with smoke and mirrors,
Trickery and sleight of hand
Whatever it takes to entrance you
As you put a spell on me.