Just this morning
we'd never met
(I'm lost within your eyes)
and yet...
Here I am, in your arms
Is it you that draws me?
Or your charms?

Am I wrong?
Are we right?
(I question my motives)
Oh God, I'd die to hold this night
Should I have this lust denied?
Or is this impulse
justified?

The clock ticks fast
the night is gone
so is our time,
Something's wrong...
I turn to you, my love
"Goodnight"
Yet somehow your smile
still holds tight

We fling ourselves
falling fast
relinguishing control to the lust
which holds us vast
within it
And for all the world,
I wouldn't take back a minute