One glance across the crowded room
Chance sparking of the wires
One single breath and gone too soon
And the hunger this inspires
Invitation in the dark
Warm touch surrounding
With the taste of love
On lips as red as life’s last blood
Soft brushing of the finger tips
Amidst the movement of the crowd
With the music and the friends eclipsed
And intentions now avowed
Fulfilment in the dark
Warm touch surrounding
With the taste of love
On lips as red as life’s last blood
The promises and prophecy
And the echoes of the past
The falsehoods and hypocrisy
And the questions never asked
There is solace in the dark
Warm touch surrounding
With the taste of love
On lips as red as life’s last blood