These Strings Will Tell Testo

Testo These Strings Will Tell

Vasco Rossi, il Live Kom ‘016 parte da Lignano Sabbiadoro
Thinking of the ones we've left at home...discovering new meaning through a phone...as this white wash look takes over my face...there's not a metaphor to describe this place.
The first time, she cared for, everything that was so dear to me, i sang her, to sleep once, something simple just a soft little melody.

1st chorus:
my fingers, press the steel, it tells me what to sing, this heart beats like a drum, to keep your feet in rythm.

2nd vs.
Everything that's done runs through my brain...everything she said seems to leave a stain. Something about how i didn't try enough. But i tried so hard she just asked to much.
The last time, she murdered, everything that was so dear to me. With tongues tied, i whisper, something awful that i never really meant inside.

2nd chorus:
my fingers, press her skin, it tells me what to say, her hear beats like a drum, to keep her song in rythm.

And whatever happens now, is not just up to me, look through your tears to watch me bleed. It was a heavy price to pay, i took your fears away, we can start it over again.

Now i see behind these eyes of blue...cause behind the brown would never do. I try and sing a song so sweet and clear...something simple so the words won't interfere.....
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