How many years have we waited for a ship that never set sail? And how many days have we wasted chasing a love that was not our own?
Maybe happiness is just next to us, we just don't see that.
Or maybe we even don't know what's happiness...
And how many ways can you spell love? How many ways will you say one?
Retrace the silhouette of this love
We're all just skeletons without one...
I see our pictures and I listen to our song...
Oh, baby, just gimme my Limoncello and keep holding on...
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