All the stars burn, I roll over in bed
The bottom of a bottle tastes like nothing to me
About what happens to me, I tell it to my pillow
I follow your parade, I eat your jam
That exists on your lips tired of words
From asking myself so much
It'll be cardboard, it'll be ice
It'll be the tickles when your hair brushes me
It'll be concrete, it'll be your black eyes
It'll be the time since I last sneaked into the metro
It'll be that my heart is a car without brakes
And my soul in black and white
I only know the heaven of your mouth and I poison myself
With the kisses we give each other
With the desire we have
And with how little it takes us to miss each other so much
All the streetlights go out, I climb up to the roof
The first light of dawn that has kept me awake
That even if I don't control it
Because lately I only dream in colors
I only dream dreams with different flavors
And from hell I try to ask you
What the heaven of our hearts is made of
It'll be cardboard, it'll be ice
It'll be the tickles when your hair brushes me
It'll be concrete, it'll be your black eyes
It'll be the time since I last sneaked into the metro
It'll be that my heart is a car without brakes
And my soul in black and white
I only know the heaven of your mouth and I poison myself
With the kisses we give each other
With the desire we have
And with how little it takes us to miss each other so much
And even if the sirens sing, I stay here by your side
With my tousled heart
That dreams of being a vagabond that wants to follow your steps