Texty: Olympos Mons. Conquistador. Black Desiree.

I wake up in the heat of the night
And the magic is there right away

I go outside, and I don't need a light
`Cause I know that it's her calling me

I can feel her exotic scent
Mixed up with a hot summer wind

Your dark skin nearly makes me faint
Please open your heart let me in

Whispers in moonlight
Light promises
Shimmering lights dancing
In raven black hair