New York
Thegiornalisti
New York
My head spins from side to side
Counting the stars on the American flag
Like your skirt
Like your eraser
Armies are moving
There's a desire to escape
To find some peace
Where should I go?
You remind me of the true dawn
You remind me of the true dawn
It will be another day spent in bed
With the water bottle by my side
And the phone tightly held
And this New York sun
Wakes me up in the morning
But you're not here nearby, oh no
And I would like to sleep a little longer
While the leaves of this autumn fly
That the wind then carries all the way to Saturn
Or where are you
Or where are you
I start the battle
With my mind and body
But I act like a scoundrel and grab the guitar
That takes me to dinner
That takes me home
It will be another day spent in bed
With the water bottle by my side
And the phone tightly held
And this New York sun
Wakes me up in the morning
But you're not here nearby, oh no
And I would like to sleep a little longer
While the leaves of this autumn fly
That the wind then carries all the way to Saturn
Or where are you
Or where are you
Or where are you
The scent of new Wilson tennis shoes
Of Superga at the beach
Of outdoor showers in Fregene
Of Simone and Cristina who love each other
And this New York sun
Wakes me up in the morning
But you're not here nearby, oh no
And I would like to sleep a little longer
While the leaves of this autumn fly
That the wind then carries all the way to Saturn
Or where are you
Or where are you
Or where are you
Where are you