Lyrics:

We Touched There Was Temperture
i'm Not The Same
now I'm Passing Through Your Door
it's A Pleasure Game

you're The Object Of Of My Smile
i'm A Life Machine
sentimental Sound On Sound
time To Switch The Scene

you're The Passion In Me
you've Broken Down The System
you're The Vision I See
a Pleasure Victim

simple Figures Fill My Mind
some I Recognize
bodies Always Look The Same
never See Their Eyes

to The Touch There's Always You
how Can I Erase Your
flaming Candles, Whispered Words
then Your Soft Embrace