The lust whirled slowly, the night was a holy world
can nap but surely who will not get up early high
he washed my hand, he cared
he satisfied me
but not my own
he's not my own
you will find a way until tomorrow oh
alright, why not ask him? ... oh
The wounds that tiny we forget, just one thing ... oh
like a heaven, like a small race, small society ooh
the new world inside of me
he washed my hand, he cared
he satisfied me
but not my own
he's not my own
you will find a way until tomorrow oh
alright, why not ask him?
I stay alone living in a world without him completely
wounded oh oh oh oh
he washed my hand, he cared
he washed my hand, he cared
he washed my hand, he cared
he satisfied me ooh