Eppure Sentire (Un Senso Di Te)
Elisa
Yet to Feel (A Sense of You)
One step away from the possible
One step from you
Fear of deciding
Fear of me
Of everything I don't know
Of everything I don't have
Yet to feel
In the flowers among the asphalt
In the cobalt skies - there is
Yet to feel
In dreams at the bottom of a cry
In days of silence - there is
A sense of you
Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...
There is a sense of you
Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...
Yet to feel
In the flowers among the asphalt
In the cobalt skies - there is
Yet to feel
In dreams at the bottom of a cry
In days of silence - there is
A sense of you
Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...
There is a sense of you
Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...
A sense of you
Mmm...mmm...mmm...mmm...
There is a sense of you
