She's missing him and who he used to be
He's missing his personal paradise
While she's thinking of how things were
He's thinking of a plane trip away
She's chasing after him while he's chasing Italy
She's trying to capture love, he's trying to capture memories
She arrives when he finally leaves
She fights for her wants, he fights for his needs
They're gonna travel the world and go nowhere
She walks through the streets and he walks to the beach
It's likely that their paths will never cross
She's on the sidewalk while he sits on the dock
He knows there's adventure waiting for him
He's chasing after Italy and she's chasing after him
He's tries to see the end while she's waiting to begin
Can't predict if either will win
He fights for vice, she fights for sin
They're gonna go nowhere and travel the world
When the sun goes down and the sky turns red
They close their eyes in seperate beds
They look at themselves and something is lacking
They look to the stars to see the clouds are blackening
Their paths will cross and they'll finally see
A beautiful family raised in beautiful Italy
Sunday, November 30, 2008
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