I think I saw you in the shadows.
I’ll move in closer beneath your windows.
Who would suspect me of this rapture?
Who, but my black hearted love?
When you call out my name in rapture
I volunteer my soul for murder.
I wish this moment here forever.
You are my black hearted love.
In the rain
In the evening
In the garden
I will come
Again
In the rain
Mouth to mouth
In the garden
In the evening…