Budapest After Dark

The Danube moves like it knows too much,

Black silk under silver light.

Your shadow slips through the café smoke,

Every glance a calculated night.

They say this city never sleeps,

It just listens and it keeps...

In Budapest after dark,

Every promise leaves a mark.

Words are weapons, love's an art,

When the lights go low.

Hold me close, but don't be kind,

We're just rumors passing time,

In a city that was built on signs,

Budapest after dark.

Your perfume smells like secrets kept,

Behind the Iron Curtain smile.

I order wine, you order silence,

We both pretend it's just a while.

Every truth is dressed in gray,

Every heart has debts to pay...

They're watching us from every street,

From the bridges to the square.

Say my name, but don't repeat,

There's danger hanging in the air.

If tonight is all we own,

Let it burn before it's gone,

In a city carved of stone and scars,

Budapest after dark.

I've crossed the world on borrowed names,

Checked in, checked out, left no trace.

But something in your quiet eyes

Makes me want to risk the case.

Let the files all close on me,

I'd still choose you over secrecy.

When the morning clears the haze,

And the borders rearrange,

They'll remember us as ghosts,

Or as something that escaped.

If love is just another game,

I'll lose it gladly in your arms,

Where the night rewrites the past,

In Budapest after dark.

Budapest...

After dark...