Vampires - Hafdis Huld

We live in a house with a blue door

When we’re going out, they’re coming home

And if sometimes all day, the curtains are drawn

It’s just that we’d rather be left alone

They think we’re vampires

That could be cool

But we’re not vampires

We’re just me and you

Here in the dark

Me and you and our little spark

They think we’re vampires