La Storia Infinita

I wrote you a letter that can sing
For all the days you want to sleep
Four hundred hits inside the heart
Races on the sea like two guns
But now I don't run anymore
I don't run anymore

Erotic postcards in bars
Old men playing cards
I could read you in the soul
Behind the black lenses of Ray-Bans
Yes, your Ray-Bans

A German played Wonderwall at a bonfire
At night he played at being an artist
While you smiled and didn't look, no
My sweet Insta Venus
Because you were the best summer of my life, it's the truth
It seemed like The Neverending Story and maybe it was just happiness (let's go!)

And how good we are at pretending
Not to feel emotions
And we are happy like Easter, yes
But Easter of 2020
And you said you loved my S
Instead now who knows what you think
Being happy lasts the time of a dance
Between Dustin and Nancy

A German played Wonderwall at a bonfire
At night he played at being an artist
While you smiled and didn't look, no
My sweet Insta Venus
Because you were the best summer of my life, it's the truth
It seemed like The Neverending Story and maybe it was just happiness

(Uoh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Punk soul, Peter Pan eyes
(Woh, oh, oh, woh, oh)
A poem inside the bar's toilet
(Uoh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
A song that will not end
Wait wait wait, how does it go?

A German played Wonderwall at a bonfire
With the lyrics written on a handkerchief
And we are just monsters with a great fear
Of finding a child under the bed

You blushed, but without a reason
Comfortable inside a cliché
You fell in love and not with me
Or maybe yes
I lost my baby teeth
Because I grew up
I used you as an answer
But you were millions of questions

And na, na, na, na, na