Piada Besta

I still am
Your greatest guarantee
That there is love
I am your love

I still am
Who unbalances you
I'm still what you expect
Every single day

Life went on
Which unfortunately was not followed to the letter
What your heart wanted

I'm the wet towel on the bed
Your cold beer on Friday
I am the echo of your laughter
When someone tells you a stupid joke

I'm the wet towel on the bed
Your cold beer on Friday
I am the echo of your laughter
When someone tells you a stupid joke

Do you want to know what your life is like without being with me?
It's a holiday on Sunday
It's good, but it doesn't make sense
It's a holiday on Sunday
It's good, but it doesn't make sense

I still am
Your greatest guarantee
That there is love
I am your love

I still am
Who unbalances you
I'm still what you expect
Every single day

Life went on
Which unfortunately was not followed to the letter
What your heart wanted

I'm the wet towel on the bed
Your cold beer on Friday
I am the echo of your laughter
When someone tells you a stupid joke

I'm the wet towel on the bed
Your cold beer on Friday
I am the echo of your laughter
When someone tells you a stupid joke

Do you want to know what your life is like without being with me?
It's a holiday on Sunday
It's good, but it doesn't make sense
It's a holiday on Sunday
It's good, but it doesn't make sense