You are a fading, You are a hundred spires, You are slamming stained-glass doors. You are clenched fists, And tears that slipped Through the cracks in the floor. You are the most complicated woman of a city You are the most complicated woman of a city You are umbrellas, You are a violin, You are a statue's rusted key. You are old graves, Secrets with names Left to wander, To wander the streets. You are the most complicated woman of a city You are the most complicated woman of a city You are the most complicated woman of a city You are the most complicated woman of a city I breathe you in. I breathe you in. I breathe you in. Aah, Aah, Aaah... Aah, Aah, Aaah... Aah, Aah, Aaah... Aah, Aah, Aaah... You are the most complicated... You are the most complicated... You are the most complicated woman of a city You are the most complicated woman of a city You are... You are...