In Your Room

In your room
Where time stands still
Or moves at your will
Will you let the morning come soon
Or will you leave me lying here

In your favourite darkness

Your favourite half-light

Your favourite consciousness

Your favourite slave

In your room
Where souls disappear

Only you exist here
Will you lead me to your armchair
Or leave me lying here

Your favourite innocence
Your favourite prize
Your favourite smile
Your favourite slave

Im hanging on your words
Living on your breath

Feeling with your skin Im hanging on you words Living on your breath Feeling with you skin Im hanging on you words Living on your breath Feeling with you skin
Will I always be here

In your room
Your burning eyes
Cause flames to arise
Will you let the fire die down soon

Or will I always be here

Your favourite passion
Your favourite game
Your favourite mirror
Your favourite slave
Im hanging on your words
Living on your breath
Feeling with your skin
Will I always be here