Red wine spills on frozen glass Past repeats, and none surpass Wicked thrill in hidden plans Every move a branded dance Nothing safe, we bend the truth Heat disguised in tailored ruth Breaths are sharp, the danger near Love is in the atmosphere In this room, we both confess Shamed by what we can’t suppress Marks are left with no repair Still—love is in the air Love is in the air Locked in acts we can’t explain Pleasure painted onto pain Every stare a war declared Every rule is undeclared Lips conceal what hands reveal Deals are made without the seal Truth dissolves beyond compare Yet love is in the air Clocks don’t tick when we suspend Starts again but doesn’t end Hearts undone in heavy glare Because love is in the air Love is in the air… Love… is… in the…