It is a question of momentary impatience
If I am not able to be fine where I am
Simply a gesture, your signal, is enough
To return to be as smooth as oil
And instead it seems easy to say
And then it is a month that I do not know even how are you
We are in the same room and there is a distance
I could embrace you to break this wall
And to build again this future
The sleepless nights, made by candlelight
And you who want to learn to cook
And instead I stay still with my hands in my lap.
To ask myself in a daze where are you
We are in the same room and there is a distance
Where are the colors?
The words that breath in the songs?
Where are the segrets?
Those beautiful ones that make you just to immagine
You are not here behind the corner of the house
To wait for me outdoors
To speak of everything until the dawn
Then to have a breakfast
Where are the colors?
Those smiles, bright from our temptations
Where are the mistakes?
We were inside and now we are outside instead
To have the desire to live, to fly and to hurry
To feel everything
And look into my eyes!
And tell me what do you think!
And tell me if you hear me!
It is a question of temporary absence
If I do not know well what I want
It would be enough simply a kiss or a caress
To return equal as we were
And instead it seems but it is difficult to do
And then it is cold and I even do not know if you want me anymore
È una questione di mancanza temporanea
We are in the same room and there is a distance
Where are the colors?
The words that breath in the songs?
Where are the segrets?
Those beautiful ones that make you just to immagine
You are not here behind the corner of the house
To wait for me outdoors
To speak of everything until the dawn
Then to have a breakfast
Where are the colors?
Those smiles, bright from our temptations
Where are the mistakes?
We were inside and now we are outside instead
To have the desire to live, to fly and to hurry
But to feel everything
And look into my eyes!
And tell me what do you think!
And tell me if you hear me!
Where are the colors?..
To have the desire to live, to fly and to hurry
But to feel everything
And look into my eyes!
And tell me what do you think!
And tell me if you find me!