It's four a.m. I follow shadows in my room I close my tired eyes and sense your sweet perfume I start to fantasize about your perfect smile
I close my eyes, I sip some wine `cause only then my sight gets clear The blue hour fades and dawn is drawing nearer I can hear you softly whisper to me ‘It will be ok’ I hear you softly whisper ‘It will be fine some day’
I shut my eyes and feel your fingers through my hair The wine is blessed The taste is sweeter than the air I dream about your smile I'll keep that dream alive
I close my eyes, I need more wine ‘cause only then my sight gets clear The blue hour fades and dawn is drawing nearer I can hear you softly whisper to me ‘It will be ok’ I hear you softly whisper ‘I'll be coming back to you some day’