Boxes full of dreams closed unproperly
in those years you swear to go away
nights of getting over the purity wall
to plot together out of crazyness
love is like this
a night that puts to sleep the loneliness and the cities
pictures that keep you company
tears that divide pains and cruelty
of the one that stays or had already left
love is like holding the sea in your hands
it's and endless sky inside us
love is like gulls' flight
it's your whole heart
it's dying a little
it's not saying "no"
the sin of an angel or the mercy of the devil
asking yourself again what to do
we are dolls made of salt
on the shore of the same idea
that melts you and casts you away
love is like this
love is like holding the sea in your hands
it's an endless sky inside us
love is the daybreak of tomorrow
it's your whole heart
it's dying a little...in order to live
it's not saying "no"...in order to believe
it's the vastness of a moment that lives in you
love
love is like holding the sea in your hands
it's an endless sky inside us
love is like a gulls' flight
it's your whole heart
love is like holding the sea in your hands
it's a warm sun inside us