Midnight afternoon Morning comes but not too soon Rosa wakes up in my bed We are seperate Vampires in our nights aware I'm no longer happy in there Rosa, Rosa, Rosa Where is my heart? Rosa, Rosa, Rosa Where is my heart? I can never tell her That she is a witch Sewing up my heart again Love in equal stitch Oh, I am not in love I am not in love I'm not in love Rosa, Rosa, Rosa Where is my heart? Rosa, Rosa, Rosa Where are my arms? Morning, morning, morning Will wake me up cold Morning, morning, morning Reminds me that I am getting old