All the people at this party They've got a lot of style They've got stamps of many countries They've got passport smiles Some are friendly Some are cutting Some are watching it from the wings Some are standing in the centre Giving to get something...
With love we sleep
Wiith doubt the vicious circle
Turn and burns
Without you I cannot live
Forgive, the yearning burning
I believe it's time, too real to feel
So touch me now, touch me now, touch me now
because the night belongs to lovers...
Oh you're in my blood like holy wine
You taste so bitter and so sweet
Oh I could drink a case of you darling
And I would still be on my feet
Oh I would still be on my feet...
I’m in so deep You know I’m such a fool for you You got me wrapped around your finger Do you have to let it linger Do you have to, do you have to Do you have to let it linger...
Walk to me, get it, come, come
Walk on gilded splinters
Walk to me, get it, come, come
Walk on gilded splinters
Till I burn up.
Till I burn up.
Till I burn up.
Till I burn up.
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