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
