Valentina is a rose blood red
As her petals fall on my bed
A familiar thorn in my hand
Can you remove it from my finger?
Can you remove it from my finger?

The uncanny coincidence of the night
The uncanny coincidence of the night
The thoughts are yours and mine
The thoughts are yours and mine

Valentina is a rose blood red
As her petals fall on my bed
A familiar thorn in my hand
Can you remove it from my finger?
Can you remove it from my finger?

The uncanny coincidence of the night
The uncanny coincidence of the night
The thoughts are yours and mine
The thoughts are yours and mine
The thoughts are yours and mine
The thoughts are yours and mine

I can hardly hear it
Like a hush hush secret
I can hardly see it
I can hardly feel it
As you push it in further
Can you remove it from my finger?
Can you remove it from my finger?
Can you remove it from my finger?
Can you remove it from my finger?
Can you remove it from my finger?
Can you remove it?