In your compartment, I'm sorry. Under a tiny sheet: a silhouette of someone. Light hits your curtains I'm leaving, but with a certainty That I will meet you again in dreams.
For your sake, I'll still escape Time and time again. Will you be my succubus until I wake up?
Emancipation, I'm sorry. We will have none of that And you have met with your love. In your compartment I'm freezing. There is a window Somebody broke it from the inside.
For your sake, I'll still escape Time and time again. Will you be my succubus until I wake up?