Domenica

I wish it was Sunday
Riding a bike with no hands
A hysterical laugh
And disrupt your plans
And fly without wings
Without wings with you

I wish it was Sunday
No stadium or matches
A pathetic queue
To go on this highway
Flying without wings
Without wings, you and me

It's as if we were children
As if we were destinies
Running alongside each other
With hands in the wind
As if it were Sunday with you, with you

I wish it was Sunday
You with your feet on the dashboard
Me with my arm hanging
The clock under the scorching sun
And I think back to my life without you

I wish it was Sunday
And your mother was less, a little less neurotic
And your father only drank tonic water today
You and me laughing

It's as if we were children
As if we were destinies
Running alongside each other (running alongside each other)
With hands in the wind (with hands in the wind)
As if it were Sunday with you, with you

I wish it was Sunday
I wish it was Sunday
And you hold the day between your fingers
Which will soon be over
That's life
That's life

It's as if we were children
As if we were destinies
Running alongside each other (running alongside each other)
With hands in the wind (with hands in the wind)
As if it were Sunday with you, with you
As if it were Sunday with you
(Running alongside each other) with you
(With hands in the wind)

As if it were Sunday with you, with you
As if it were Sunday with you
(Running alongside each other) with you
(With hands in the wind)
As if it were Sunday with you, with you