Chameleons Script Of The Bridge Second Skin One cold damp evening the world stood still I watched as I help my breath A silhouette I thought I knew came through Someone spoke to me Whispered in my ear This fantasy's for you Fantasies are 'in' this year. My whole life flashed before my eyes I thought, what they say is true I shed my skin and my disguise And cold, numb and naked I Emerge from my cocoon A half remembered tune Played softly in my head He said. He turned, smiling, and said, I realize a miracle is due I dedicate this melody to you But is this the stuff dreams are made of If this is the stuff dreams are made of No wonder it feels like I'm floating on air Everywhere, it feels like I'm everywhere Like when you fail to make the connection You know how vital it is Or when something slips through your fingers You know how precious it is And you reach the point when you know it's only your Second skin It's only your second skin.