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I follow your steps to the fourth floor den Light the candle on your desk I hear voices, strange voices talk A midnight meeting when it's darkThe flowers on the counter, I sent you those White carnations with a single rose I should never have come here tonight But your eyes sparkle in the cold, cold nightWhere are these prints leading?is it where my heart is bleeding? I need a map and a magnifying glass To follow you into the darknessThere are notes and names and numbers from The lady from the office just opposite mine I came here to win you tonight So you better come with without a fightWhere are these prints leading?is it where my heart is bleeding? I need a map and a magnifying glass To follow you into the darkness I'll need a gun and a large cocktail in glass To follow you into the darkness... From Letras Mania