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Porto la pazienza come un vaso sulla testa Senza tregua, senza sosta Io cammino, io cammino? Le formiche son costellazioni nella stanza Accompagno la

You were the sweetest thing That I ever knew But I don't care for sugar Honey, if I can't have you Since you've abandoned me My whole life has crashed

Feeling all your touching Feeling all your blood Feeling all your touching Felling all your love Seen it though a windscreen Seen through the glass Seen

There stands the glass Fill it up to the brim Till my troubles grow dim It's my first one today There stands the glass That will ease all my tears That

Here I am again In this smoky place With my brandy eyes I'm talking to myself You were the one You were the one Here I go again Looking for your face

Blackout, heatwave, .44 caliber homicide The buns drop dead and dogs go mad In packs on the West Side Young girl standing on a ledge looks like another

The cold hands The sad eyes The dark Irish silence It's so late But I'll wait Through the long night with you With you The warm tears The bad dreams

I've been watching you waltz all night Diane Nobody's found a way behind your defenses They never notice the zap gun in your hand Until you're pointing

She said she'd meet me in the bar At the Plaza Hotel "Wear a jacket and a tie" "What's the occasion?" She just smiled and she wouldn't say why So here