Last week I saw you by the grand station of Milan

And if you saw me I wouldn't know what to say

Just thinking that you are so close to me and my fears

Erased past memory forever and lived my life in dreams

I was lost on the way out from myself

And passwords will not take me far away from you

Neither simple conversations avoiding the eager

A feeling that just can't be healed

Mortified, past due time, yet one more chance to be your enemy

Only my sense of time will come to me and tell me everything

Anything at all

In dreams I was lost on the way out from myself

And passwords will not take me far away from you

Neither simple conversations avoiding the eager

A feeling that just can't be healed

Be real, can't be real

If I had it doesn't mean It heals

A memory is left in me for times I'm in fear

A soft love that makes me smile when i'm in tears