Suite 47

[ Lyrics ]

Suite forty-seven, feels like heaven…

Suite forty-seven, yeah, you make it heaven.

Hotel air so quiet, but your touch is loud,
curtains drawn, we're breaking every vow.
You trace the scars I try to hide beneath my clothes,
now I’m spilling stories no one else would know.
Champagne on ice, but your lips are hotter,
all logic lost, no map, no motto.
I used to run from feelings dressed in sin,
but tonight, your chaos feels like winning.

No need to rush, no need to speak,
the silence hums the truth I seek.
You don’t promise forever — good,
I just need this moment to be full.

Suite forty-seven, feels like heaven,
where the world dissolves and we’re weightless, unseen.
Your hands rewrite my history,
love this fierce feels like destiny.

Your phone is on silent, mine’s deep in the bag,
time stands still under this hotel tag.
You taste like risk and midnight prayers,
all my doubts float in the air.
We don’t talk about the morning, don’t name the cost,
just bodies talking, truths unlost.
I used to fear what I might give,
now I’m learning how to truly live.

No names, no games, no safety net,
just your pulse where regrets get set.
I don’t need a future, I need right now —
you light the flame, I don’t ask how.

Suite forty-seven, feels like heaven,
where the rules dissolve and the edge is even.
You pull me close, I don’t resist,
bliss so sharp it feels like risk.

I know this won’t last — that’s the beauty.
No need for forever, just your truth through me.
This room’s a secret, this bed’s a storm —
you hold me like I’m worth the form.

Suite forty-seven, feels like heaven,
where the real world fades and we cross the seven.
I came to hide, but I found my flight —
you didn’t heal me, you made me light.

Suite forty-seven… still feels like heaven.