The highway is already over
just a little more 'til I get to the city
I'm going fast because
I'm coming back to you
the outskirts are sliding away
all the same in the fog
and as usual
there's more fog than a road (here)
and I know it's a risk to run
but I don't have any more time
and the distance is way too much if I
think of you
think of you
Go, leave, come back
feel the road that enters in your heart
the radio always turned on helps me thinking that it keeps me company
my mind is already at home
but there's a a police roadblock
it's right behind the overpass
broken glass here and there
and the ambulance that goes away
and nothing is left other than wreckage pieces
I get out of the car and I stop and stare
maybe it's a boy like us, like me and then I strongly think of you
Go, leave, come back
you tell me 'Who wants to die at 20 years old?'
but unless you're in it, you're never gonna think
that it might happen to you, or you
and still go, leave, come back
everyone has somebody who's waiting for them
and I can't wait, I want to touch you
you can't understand it, but I want to make sure you're there
And there's light up there
and a shadow, and that's you
I'll jump on the staircase steps, two by two
(Like) two hands, yours
Go, leave, come back
you're already sleeping, I place a ear on your heart
I hear it as it beats, slower and slower it disappears
how much anxiety I have
how much anxiety I have
That car is in my mind,
that flashing
I think about it and I don't know
if I'll be able to fall asleep
tonight