Six withered eyes fixed on fingertips Dark wood grain under the black letters The floor it creaks, as the rain it drips Thunder and lightning, no time better Suddenly everything goes as olanned And we can't believe our eyes We ask it moves our hands Slowly waiting on her reply Tonight I wake you Tonight I see your face Pale skin and deja vu Smell of dust as candles drip and nervous tension builds The planchette shifts, the flames they dance And all the shadows skip Six widened eyes fixed on finger tips I H.E.A.R. Y.O.U Suddenly everything foes as planned And we can't believe our eyes We ask and it moves out hands Slowly waiting on her reply