Behind The Scenes horizon

Just one more night to spend
She came off the honzon
Touch me now and I can tell you
What the price is
I never trust you so far
Never noticed you before
Look inside and maybe
You can see that you
Intend to me my dear
Now there's desaster calling
It seems to me my dear
Every deed conceals the falling
It seems to me my dear
Now there's desaster calling
It seems to me my dear
Every deed conceals the falling
There was a time
When true affection killed all senses
The change was deep
Arid nowadays there are only glances
I ever gave you shelter
Always cared for you that's sure
Anything for angels
And nothing for me
It seems to rue my dear
Now there's desaster calling
It seems to me my dear
Every deed conceals the falling
There was a time when true affection killed all senses