She's the nitetime
MorgenOr do i just want to touch her?
Do i need her
Or is my need to be with her?
- in a fire
She's so nice to look at
Gently combing her hair
There's a feeling
That circulates through the air
- when she's there
She wears the ninetime
Like a flower wears sunshine
She wears the ninetime
Like a flower wears sunshine
She's softspoking
Gently sipping her wine
Emerald shadows
Disguising her mind
But she knows
What she wants
Where to look
When she wants to find
Don't try to come before her
Because you're going to wind up behind her
She's too fast
She's too fast
She wears the ninetime
Like a flower wears sunshine
She wears the ninetime
Like a flower wears sunshine
She's the ninetime
In a black velvet goun
Takes me higher
When she's takin' me down
She's the air
I have a need to breath her
She's a fire
Wherever it pleases her
To be fire
Please be fire
Please be fire
She wears the ninetime
Like a flower wears sunshine
She wears the ninetime
Like a flower wears sunshine
She wears the ninetime
Like a flower wears sunshine
She wears the ninetime
Like a flower wears sunshine