One night to be confused. One night to speed up truth. We had a promise paid. Four hands and then away. Both under influence. We had divine sense. To know what to say. Mind as a razorblade. To call for hands of above. To lean on. Wouldn't be good enough. For me no. One night of magic rush. The start of simple touch. One night to push and scream. And then relief. Ten days of perfect tunes. The colors 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 no. To call for hands of above. To lean on. Wouldn't be good enough. For me no. And you you knew the hand of the devil. And you kept us awake with wolves teeth. Sharing different heartbeats. In one night. To call for hands of above. To lean on. Wouldn't be good enough. For me no. To call for hands of above. To lean on. Wouldn't be good enough. For me no