You’re under the skirt of the night Under the underwear Made of the morning light Under the intent stare
[Chorus] Stay here but make me miss The burn of my head blows your mind Take me, rip off my lace Instead of the light Make me be so pleased Sign is born and realized
Turn off the lights Coz shades are wisely bright
You look at things through the eye Of a needle without a thread I’ll show you the sins of the Sky Under the constant threat Of being turn apart like a wet Peace of paper You can only weep and I see My tears in the rainbow