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
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
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
