Night... is here in my veins
I'm losing again,
and not much remains
Come. Lay down next to me
I tell you a bit
who I used to be
I was a handsome, golden boy you see
Full of summer-morning poetry
Dawn... the soft winter day
A room full of doors (or is it dough?)
and cheap lingerie
I love you my friend
and though we just met
you're at least as lost, as me
So let's close the drapes
lose the new day
and see how dark we can be
Night.. is here in my veins
I'm losing again
and not much remains
I was a handsome, golden boy you see
Full of summer-morning poetry
I'm losing again,
and not much remains
Come. Lay down next to me
I tell you a bit
who I used to be
I was a handsome, golden boy you see
Full of summer-morning poetry
Dawn... the soft winter day
A room full of doors (or is it dough?)
and cheap lingerie
I love you my friend
and though we just met
you're at least as lost, as me
So let's close the drapes
lose the new day
and see how dark we can be
Night.. is here in my veins
I'm losing again
and not much remains
I was a handsome, golden boy you see
Full of summer-morning poetry