The wheel of fortune stops at six o'clock
So what am I to do until midnight?
An hourglass may grab my attention
But I am in the need of reflection
And oh, my heart has flown to you just like a dove
It can fly, it can fly
And oh, please take my heart and keep it close to you
Take it in, take it in
My heart attack abates after midnight
But I was in the need of attention
Surgery ablaze in the half light
But then I was no more than a phantom
And oh, my heart has flown to you just like a dove
It can fly, it can fly
