Sobretodo Gris

I'm walking down the streets with my hair down,
smiling, pretending I have it all figured out.
Beneath my gray overcoat,
a worm of desire hides, wanting to grow
some gray hairs by your side and be happy.

I ask you to let me, take a moment to breathe.
And never drift away, you’re my necessity.
And I sing because I sing, and I love to sing,
reminding you that it’s you who let me dream.
(let me dream, let me dream…)

This pride of having you weighs heavy on me,
meeting you among sweet plums, I don’t want to lose you.
With the shards of my heart broken and nested,
and you managed once again to throw it to forgetfulness.

And I ask you to let me, take a moment to breathe.
And never drift away, you’re my necessity.
And I sing because I sing, and I love to sing,
reminding you that it’s you who let me dream, mmm..
(let me dream, let me dream…)

Beneath my gray overcoat,
a worm of desire hides, wanting to grow
some gray hairs by your side and be happy.

I ask you to let me, take a moment to breathe.
And never drift away, you’re my necessity.
And I sing because I sing, and I love to sing,
reminding you that it’s you who let me dream, mmm...
(let me dream, let me dream, let me dream, let me dream…)