I'll remember the pale days
And I'll run like the summer of 2003
You and me drinking, pretending
And years will pass before you admit that
That all you wanted from me was just you
That you who used to laugh
Who still blows my mind on Saturday morning
With the hoodie dirty from the night before
It's pouring but walk, walk
I'll remember the stupid days
When Fridays rain
And I'll fly like the winter of 2006
Us in London in a gay bar
And years will pass before you admit that
That all you wanted from me was just you
Only you, only you, only you
Only you, only you, only you
Only you, only you, only you
Who still blows my mind on Saturday morning
With the hoodie still dirty from the night before
It's pouring but c'mon, Flavio, walk
Walk, walk, walk
Walk, walk, walk
Walk, walk, walk