One night to be confused
One night to speed up [bad word] 
We had a promise made
Four hands and then away
Both under influence
We had divine scent
To know what to say
Mind is a razor blade

To call for hands of above to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough for me

One night of [bad word] 
The start: a simple touch
One night to push and scream
And then relief
Ten days of perfect tunes
The colours red and blue
We had a promise made
We were in love

To call for hands of above to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough for me

And you
You knew the hand of a devil
And you
Kept us awake with wolves teeth
Sharing different heart beats in one night

To call for hands of above to lean on
Wouldn't be good enough for me