The Fourth Season
On yourroad you can dig inside your heart
and you'll find a reason not to give in
i can see your face within a frame
hazel sad eyes are haunting me everyday
In our lives, many memories remain
and the voice in my head says it's not too late
years gone by, falling snow after the gray
sleeping and losing my last chance to be aware
Let me know what is your fairytale
useless hazy lines inside a book i didn't write
so please tell me your lies once again
and the ending will be just a new betray
something missin from a pale sight
The fourth season of my life has come so fast
it chains me between the sky and the ground
now it's too late for me, you won't be there
taking my cold hand tell me that
all this is just a bad dream
To turn the page it's not easy as it seems
what we need now is one more bad word to say
deliverance as a tool to break the rage
i could forgive you as i've always done before
I am waiting for your fairytale
empty lies to hide your mud and try to look so nice
i have shut the door and that is all
while i see you going crazy i blow your mind
you won't hook my heart another time
The fourth season of my life has come, has come
taking my hand tell me: "now it's too late"
now it's too late for me
you won't be there
and you'll find a reason not to give in
i can see your face within a frame
hazel sad eyes are haunting me everyday
In our lives, many memories remain
and the voice in my head says it's not too late
years gone by, falling snow after the gray
sleeping and losing my last chance to be aware
Let me know what is your fairytale
useless hazy lines inside a book i didn't write
so please tell me your lies once again
and the ending will be just a new betray
something missin from a pale sight
The fourth season of my life has come so fast
it chains me between the sky and the ground
now it's too late for me, you won't be there
taking my cold hand tell me that
all this is just a bad dream
To turn the page it's not easy as it seems
what we need now is one more bad word to say
deliverance as a tool to break the rage
i could forgive you as i've always done before
I am waiting for your fairytale
empty lies to hide your mud and try to look so nice
i have shut the door and that is all
while i see you going crazy i blow your mind
you won't hook my heart another time
The fourth season of my life has come, has come
taking my hand tell me: "now it's too late"
now it's too late for me
you won't be there
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Writer(s): Giulio Capone, Marco Pastorino
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