Cuore Scoppiato
Antonella Lo Coco
Broken Heart
It's not true that everything passes,
My impression is that it actually remains,
In your head with me,
Between the desire of why we're chained
If it's not easy to succeed,
What sense do I give to my words,
To stay in the world with you,
Without the thought of my 'what ifs' if I leave
But I don't feel free though,
I close my eyes and I don't know anymore,
I don't know what to do
Whether to listen to love,
Or pretend to sell out,
All the pieces of my heart, broken
Whether to listen to love,
Or pretend to sell out,
All the pieces of my heart, broken
If it's not easy to do,
What sense can I have then,
To stay in the world with you,
Without rules or kings if I leave
But I don't feel free though,
I close my eyes and I don't know anymore,
I don't know what to do
Whether to listen to love,
Or pretend to sell out,
All the pieces of my heart, broken
Whether to listen to love,
Or pretend to sell out,
All the pieces of my heart, broken,
Exploded,
Ignited,
Unattended,
Violated,
Stolen,
Angry,
Alienated
Whether to listen to love,
Or pretend to sell out,
All the pieces of my heart, broken
Whether to listen to love,
All the pieces of my heart, broken
