Stendhal Syndrome

Andavamo veloce
From Palazzo Pitti
To Santa Croce
Checking out Florence
The sights and the scenes
Early Renaissance
And all that it means
I was stunned by Botticelli
And his Primavera
Museo Uffizi
And its golden era
But back on the street
Outside the exhibition
I had the first sign
Of this strange condition
Your hands begin to tremble
Your head is spinning round
You're slipping into darkness
On the ground
Struck by Stendhal Syndrome
Knock-out by a work of art
Too much information
For the owner of a lonely heart, yeah
Of a lonely heart, yeah
She showed me 'round town
Maria Novella
The tomb of Rossini
We had coffee at Gilli's
Where she gave me a sudden
Peck on the cheek
Oh, the dizzying thrill
How it made me feel weak
Was it love at first sight
Or just an illusion
Was this dream meant to be
I got trapped in confusion
When we set foot
On Ponte Vecchio
I went down to the ground
I was ready to go
Your hands begin to tremble
Your head is spinning round
You're slipping into darkness
On the ground
Struck by Stendhal Syndrome
Knock-out by a work of art
Too much information
For the owner of a lonely heart, yeah
Of a lonely heart, yeah

Struck by Stendhal Syndrome
Knock-out by a work of art
Too much information
For the owner of a lonely heart, yeah
Of a lonely heart, yeah
Of a lonely heart
Of a lonely heart