I've been searchin all the corners of my room sweeping dust and memories under the carpet that we purchased somewhere on some cool retreat, somewhere
I gave her back the key to her front door 'cause it seems she didn't care about me anymore I gave her all the love I had and she spilled it, yeah
che non passano piu C'e un cartello alla porta dice non disturbare Sara che non mi ami o che non mi vuoi amare C'e un cartello alla porta dice forse
: I gave her back the key to her front door 'cause it seems she didn't care about me anymore I gave her all the love I had and she spilled it, yeah
treni che non passano piu C'e un cartello alla porta dice non disturbare Sara che non mi ami o che non mi vuoi amare C'e un cartello alla porta dice