LISTEN TO - ASCOLTA
My old room
so many things I had
so many things I was
Now I’m no more
My old room
makes me remember I
I was child and then a boy
now I’m old
Staying here is coming back into the time
when all the fears and all the wrecks were in my mind
and all those tears made me feel so pure
and all those tears made me feel so pure
My old room
I can’t explain how I
could feel so pure
and grateful
My old room
among the names I try
to know who was of them
really true
Staying here is coming back into the time
when all the fears and all the wrecks were in my mind
and all those tears made me feel so pure
and all those tears made me feel so pure