Tell me who invented that story
That it's better to go slow
When something scares you
For every time I wait
I don't say what I think
I don't wanna stay on the sand
I wanna be a wave and turn to foam
And if one summer really changes us
If I'm better or worse now I don't know
If we're the white in a black sky
What will we eat tonight?
Between a message I didn't send you
And your half-finished lines
They're written on my back
One wave is enough to erase them and then they turn to foam
For all the times I'd like to reach you
From a wingbeat, tsunami
If you don't call me back tomorrow
And I wanna fight with your look
Come back with scratches and dirty hands
You're in the words I get wrong
I don't wanna stay on the sand
I wanna be the wave and then become foam
And if one summer really changes us
If I'm better or worse now I don't know
If we're the white in a black sky
What will we eat tonight?
Between a message I didn't send you
And your half-finished lines
They're written on my back
One wave is enough to erase them and then they turn to foam
For all the times I'd like to reach you
From a wingbeat, tsunami
We can go there tomorrow
What will we eat tonight?
Between a message I didn't send you
And your half-finished lines
I've run out of them on my back
Just one wave is enough to erase them
And then they turn to foam
For all the times I'd like to reach you
From a wingbeat tsunami
Anyway we'll see each other tomorrow