The Light In The Piazza

I don't see a miracle
Shining from the sky
I'm no good at statues and stories
I try
That's not what I think about
That's not what I see
I know what the sunlight can be

The light, the light in the Piazza
Tiny, sweet
And then it grows
And then it fills the air!
Who knows what you'll call it
I don't care!
Out there somewhere
I have something I have never had
As sad, as happy
That's all I see

The light in the Piazza
The light in the Piazza
It's rushing out
It's pouring out!
It's flying through the air!
Over the air!
Who knows what you call it
But it's there!
It is there!
All I see is
All I want is tearing from inside!
I see it!
Now I see it!
Everywhere, it's everywhere!
It's everything and everywhere!
Fabrizio

The Light in the Piazza
My love