What color are your eyes
I must not really be in love
What color is your hair
I can't exactly remember
How ruddy are your ruby lips
I must not really be in love
How dangerous is your cruelest kiss
I wish I knew the answer
'Cause I'm paralyzed and I can't see
and I suspect that I'll be the last to know
this woman who's in front of me
and how it feels to melt like snow
What whispers inside my ear
I must not really be in love
What poetry was written there
I can't exactly remember
How beautiful is your beauty mark
Where exactly was it placed
How dangerous is your touch
I wish I knew the answer
'Cause I'm paralyzed and I can't see
and I suspect that I'll be the last to know
this woman who's in front of me
and how it feels to melt like snow
Save me from this angel spider
Poison like the smoothest opium
Let me see inside her
Without losing my way back to freedom
What color are your eyes
I must not really be in love
What color is your hair
I can't exactly remember
How it feels to melt like snow
Like snow
Like snow