One night to be confused One night to speed up truth We had a promise made, for us and then away Both under influence, we had given say To know what to say, mind is a race away To call for hands of above, to lean on Would I be good enough, or mean enough? One night of magic rush, the start a simple touch One night to push and scream, and then relieve Ten days of perfect tears, the colors red and blue We had a promise made, we were in love To call for hands of above, to lean on Would I be good enough, or mean enough? To call for hands of above, to lean on Would I be good enough? And you, you knew the hand of the devil And you, kept us awake with false tears Sharing different heartbeats in one life To call for hands of above, to lean on Would I be good enough, or mean enough? To call for hands of above, to lean on Would I be good enough?