Her eyes are the color of the sky
As if they thought the rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see a trace of pain ...
eyes not the color of the sky. the sun, yes. If you guess what it is, well, 'is dedicated to you.
Her eyes are the color of the sky
As if they thought the rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see a trace of pain ...
eyes not the color of the sky. the sun, yes. If you guess what it is, well, 'is dedicated to you.
(my grandmother) "Women know who pays
really know at first when it
spring or maybe you are ready
time running
women know how women who are and they know
is where and when and as always
know what we were talking about "Luciano Ligabue