the building of a love
break hand wrists
mixes blood and sweat
if you still have some
the building of a love
doesn't repay for pain
it's like a sandy altar
on sea shore
the building of my love
i like watching it grow
like a a hundred skyscraper
or like a sunflower
and i use experience
like a christmas tree
like a gift to a bride
something that stays there
and that doesn't hurt
and on every floor there's a smile
for every winter to pass by
on every floor there's a Heaven
to consume
behind a door a bit of love
for when there will be no time to make love
for when you will want to throw away
just my picture
and in the meanwhile i watch this love
that comes closer to heaven
like if, after so much love,
sky was still enough
and i'm here
and i'm surprised
so much to bite my arms
but no, it's really me
mirror has my face
it's me that watch this love
that comes closer to heaven
like if, after horizon
there should be more sky
and this all surprises me
so much that if it ends now
i know i would ask
for it to fall on me
and the lucky of a love
how i know it can change
after you say i did it just to do
but it was not to die
you say how beautiful is going back to a life
that looked over
how beautiful is going back to see
and what's worst is that everything's true
because
the building of a love
break hand wrists
mixes blood and sweat
if you still have some
the building of a love
doesn't repay for pain
it's like a sandy altar
on sea shore
and in the meanwhile i watch this love
that comes closer to heaven
like if, after so much love,
sky was still enough
and i'm here
and i'm surprised
so much to bite my arms
but no, it's really me
mirror has my face
it's me that watch this love
that comes closer to heaven
like if, after horizon
there should be more sky
and this all surprises me
so much that if it ends now
i know i would ask
for it to fall on me
yes.