One Night of Passion

The wheels of fortune

Have snapped your fragile thread

One night of passion

Upset your cultured head

But it's okay it's just the fashion

You walk the high roads

Look down upon yourself

Your eyes concealing

Your heart cries out for help

But it's okay, it's just a feeling

Someone

Somewhere

Is taking note how you care

Hold on

Your cold tradition

Surrounds you like a wall

Too much to carry

Celestial paramour

You run down persecution alley

Your expectations

The best you ever had

The thought of giving

Is that so really bad?

That's just the way, it's part of living

Someone

Somewhere

Is taking note how you care

Someone

Somewhere

Is taking note how you care

Hold on