Night is like a hand
 That feeds our lust
 Darkness, like a temple of love
 No sorrow in us

 Stars above make us feel alive tonight

 Wake up when night drives sun away
 Feel [bad word] burn in our veins
 Fall asleep before the dawn
 Hearts ache
 Under a velvet sky

 Faces look [bad word] in daytime
 And we are weak under the sun
 We're strangers in the middle of the day
 You are the moonshine child
 And I am the one
 Who's been blinded by the daylight
 [bad word] and follow me

 Wake up when night drives sun away
 Feel [bad word] burn in our veins
 Fall asleep before the dawn
 Hearts ache
 Under a velvet sky