Suddenly the night got very small but crowded with our stories and our freedom to lie.
It’s so good to see your face again, to hear your voice, to call your name, my beautiful friend.
 
So close yet so far away, you bring me stories from a city where we fell in love with the rain,
And as we talk the silence creeps in, words get warmer and our minds collide, and something begins.
 
We see desire, we need her beauty, all fears and distance collapse,
No need to worry, just tell your stories,
I drink from your every word
the wine of life.
 
You see only what I show you, I hear only what you let me hear – our great TV show.
I touch your body with my words you find your pleasure in my hungry eyes, we’re begging for more.
 
We see desire, we touch her beauty, we’re now addicted to her,
And all her glory is in your stories,
I drink from your every word
the wine of life.
 
Morning comes and its light is painful. Love, I can’t say good bye….
Why don’t you turn it off and disappear, my beautiful lie.
 
We saw desire, we touched her beauty, we’re now addicted to her,
And all her glory is in your stories,
I drink from your every word
the wine of life.