Tell me why I'm wandering,
Stumbling on my tears,
Tell me why I'm a pocket, inside of me.
No one can live far from his memory.
I'm much more than this
And I can finally meet myself without any fear
The one you see is not an ordinary book,
The ticket to the past is here
In front of you.
In the library
Of my mind,
There is an image, I see it clear
(let me go, ecc.)
So it's all here, no name,
No face to look for,
Just follow the trail of an icy fault,
Who knows where it takes me,
When I'll go.
I'm much more than this
And I can finally meet myself without any fear
The one you see is not an ordinary book,
The ticket to the past is here
In front of you.
I'm much more than this
And I can finally meet myself without any fear
The one you see is not an ordinary book,
The ticket to the past is here
In front of you.
In the library
Of my mind,
There is an image, I see it clear
(let me go, ecc.) X2
I'm much more than this
And I can finally meet myself without any fear
The one you see is not an ordinary book,
The ticket to the past is here
In front of you.
I'm much more than this
And I can finally meet myself without any fear
The one you see is not an ordinary book,
The ticket to the past is here
In front of you.
Let me go

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