And if you go to the Supramonte Hotel and look at the sky
You'll see a woman on fire and a lonely man
And a letter which is true by night and false by day
And then excuses and accuses and excuses with no return
And now you travel, laugh, live or you're lost
With the messy order inside your heart
But where, where is your love?
But where did your love go?
Thanks God I have a mouth to drink and that's not easy
Thanks to you I have a boat to write, I have a train to take
And an invite to the Supramonte Hotel, where I've seen the snow
On your body, so sweet and hungry, so sweet and thirsty
This station must pass with no pain too
This thin rain must pass like pain passes
But where, where is your love?
But where did your love go?
And now I'm sitting on the bed of the wood that now has your name
Now the time is a distracted man, and a sleeping child
But if you wake up and you're still scared, take my hand again
Who cares if I fell, if I'm distant
'Cause tomorrow is gonna be a speechless, long day
'Cause tomorrow is gonna be a cloudy, sunny and uncertain day
But where, where is your love?
But where did your love go?