Testo Dear Friend
Tiziano Ferro: "Ecco come mi sono preparato per il tour"
Dear friend, it's been a long, long while I've been meaning to write you But it was never my style But what is these days now I'm a family man Do you blow sincere kisses to mistresses Secrets in afternoons Do you wear your disguises, feign the surprises At the questions she asks when she dares to accuse? Does your past lie under a dustsheet In the corner of a musty garage? That's where I keep mine, now I'm a family man Are your horses still running when The bookies shop close? Is the band still together, did you ever Get on the road? We chased the same women, we drank The same beer We came as a pair when we ran around here How are you these days, now you're a family man? Buy a drink for the boy in my place At the end of the bar Give my regards to Nina, slam a tequila I'll write you at Christmas or I'll send you a card And if you pass by you're welcome to drop in And see me 'cause it's unlikely I'll be round your way, 'cos I'm happy to be Where I am, living life as a family man Do you still have your leathers Or did you give them away? Do you still dream of Joni and sidewalk cafes? Is your Norton still running, is the old man still alive? Do you still get to Dalkeith, is your rent still as high? But I suppose you've a mortgage, now you're a family man Dear friend, it's been a long, long while I've been meaning to write you, But it was never my style. But what is these days, now I'm a family man