LYRICS GAME

Who says that they don't hurt

The footprints in the sand

The sea took away your footprint

But the moon is still there

But that moon is my curse

Slowly in the morning

Quietly at night

The living voices of memory

Disguise themselves as intuition

And in one voice your voice hides

And in one voice your voice hides

And I know that maybe

That you'll never hear my song, I know

And I know that maybe I'll keep using you like this

Stealing you in my inspiration

As long as I keep seeing your face on the face of the moon

As long as I keep hearing your voice

Among the waves, among the foam

As long as I have to change the radio station

Because every song talks to me about you, about you, about you

And talks to me about me

Life hides from me

Behind an unfulfilled promise

From where some inspiration is born

From where another song is born

And I no longer know well who is hiding

I no longer know what is hiding

And I know that maybe

That you'll never hear my song, I know

And I know that maybe I'll keep using you

Stealing you in my inspiration

As long as I keep seeing your face on the face of the moon

As long as I keep hearing your voice

Among the waves, among the foam

As long as I have to change the radio station

Because every song talks to me about you, about you, about you

As long as I keep seeing your face on the face of the moon

As long as I keep hearing your voice

Among the waves, among the foam

As long as I have to change the radio station

Because every song talks to me about you, about you, about you

I'll keep searching or I'll keep escaping

Maybe from you

Maybe from me

I'll keep looking for an explanation

For this song too

As long as I keep seeing your face on the face of the moon

As long as I keep hearing your voice

Among the waves, among the foam

As long as I have to change the radio station

Because every song talks to me about you, about you, about you

As long as I keep seeing your face on the face of the moon

As long as I keep hearing your voice

Among the waves, among the foam

As long as I have to change the radio station

Because every song talks to me about you, about you, about you

It talks to me about you

It talks to me about you

About you

It talks to me about you