Dimmelo Tu Cos'è

Our dog doesn't recognize me anymore
Different scents, different suitcases to bring down
Looking for the house keys but this is not my home anymore
I took the books with me
Even the last look, the last photograph
The one of grandma as a child, playing with the hoop in the square
The square
Love, tell me what it is
What we still lack, what is still missing
And grabs you from behind and doesn't let you go back
No more back
You
Tell me what it is
Oh, you
Tell me what it is
Fucking well, fucking well, that's the first thing
Looking for another woman, another woman who isn't too empty
To come back in the evening and not feel lonely again, even more lonely
In this August night, every star in its place up there
In this street night, the one missing is you
In this Roman summer of music and photography
Even more mine
Love, tell me what it is
What we still lack, what is still missing
And grabs you from behind and doesn't let you go back
No more back
You
Tell me what it is
Oh, you
Tell me what it is