Testo di Cry On My Shoulder

I like to watch the children Walking home from school They do remind me of you, they do remind me. Try not to think about you Not as a rule But i can't help myself sometimes I just can't help it There's not much to this life of mine Just this job i do I am the man who comes and goes In memories of you I am beside myself with...love for you I am beside myself with...love I like to sleep at night I hope that i will dream Fly above the earth, leave my body The world below Is so much simpler than it seems So many wasted words, (they're like) holes in the water There's not much to this life of mine Just this job i do I am the man who comes and goes In memories of you I am beside myself with...love for you There's not much left of this heart of mine It ain't in the work i do The only signs of life Are memories i keep of you ["holes in water" is from an old italian saying Told to me by my grandfather.