In your room
Where time stands still
Or moves at your will
Will you let the morning come soon?
Will you leave me lying here
In your favorite darkness?
Your favorite half light
Your favorite consciousness
In your room,
where souls dis appear
Only you exist here
Will you lead me to your armchair
Or leave me lying here
Your favorite innocence
Your favorite prize
I'm hanging on your words, I'm living on your breath,
I'm feeling with your skin, while I await you baby
Why are you with me here?
I'm hanging on your words
I'm living on your breath
I'm feeling on your skin
Why are you with me here?
In your womb,
your burning eyes
We let the fire die down soon
Will I always be here?
Your favorite passion, your favorite game, your favorite mirror,
your favorite slave
I'm hating all your words, I'm living on your breath,
I'm feeling with your skin, while I await you to be here
I'm hating all your words, I'm living on your breath,
I'm feeling with your skin, while I await you to be here
I'm hanging on your words
I'm living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?
I'm hanging on your words
I'm living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here?
I'm hanging on your words
I'm living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
While I'm waiting here
I'm hanging on your words
I'm living on your breath
I'm feeling on your skin
While I'm waiting here
You