制作
作曲和作词
Alberto Ciccarini
作曲
Paolo Paone
作曲
制作和工程
Poul
制作人
Alberto Ciccarini
制作人
歌词
Summer doesn’t feel the the same
Now that I can’t caress your face
Memories are locked in frames
Does it come to your mind those days
When were driving ‘round the city
Heading to wherever the sun would set
Waving our hands on the wind
Till fading in the dark of the night
Drinking and some cigarettes
We were young and reckless
Stories that I won’t forget
I can’t erase all those days
When were driving ‘round the city
Heading to wherever the sun would set
Waving our hands on the wind
Till fading in the dark of the night
When were driving ‘round the city
Heading to wherever the sun would set
Waving our hands on the wind
Till fading in the dark of the night
Written by: Alberto Ciccarini, Paolo Paone
