Una Carezza In Un Pugno

At midnight, you know
I'll be thinking of you
wherever you are, you're mine
and I'll hold the pillow in my arms
while I search for your face
that will shine beautifully in the shadows
it'll feel like I'm catching
a star in the sky,
so you won't be far away
when you shine in my hand.
But I don't want you
to be thinking of another man
at three minutes past midnight.
I already feel lost
and my hand
where you used to shine,
has turned into a clenched fist, you know.
I've never been this bad
and when midnight comes,
if you really care for me,
think of me for at least half an hour,
and from this clenched fist
a caress will be born.
And I'll hold the pillow in my arms
while I search for your face
that will shine beautifully in the shadows.
But I don't want you
to be thinking of another man
at three minutes past midnight.
I already feel lost
and my hand
where you used to shine,
has turned into a clenched fist, you know.
I've never been this bad
and when midnight comes,
if you really care for me,
think of me for at least half an hour,
and from this clenched fist
a caress will be born.