In your compartment, I'm sorry.
Under a tiny sheet: a silhouette of someone.
Light hits your curtains
I'm leaving, but with a certainty
That I will meet you again in dreams.
For your sake, I'll still escape
Time and time again.
Will you be my succubus until I wake up?
Emancipation, I'm sorry.
We will have none of that
And you have met with your love.
In your compartment I'm freezing.
There is a window
Somebody broke it from the inside.
For your sake, I'll still escape
Time and time again.
Will you be my succubus until I wake up?