To our thirst in the west
Runs a hand from the east
The last to relieve
Is an early guess
Com'era dov'era
Does it feel like the first time?
Am I here
To claim your bowls?
I've walked for what seems like miles
Is this a shot in the dark?
Com'era dov'era
Does it feel like the first time?
Have you the courage
To make it your last?
To become tense?
With a quite smile
Com'era dov'era
Does it feel like the first time?
Com'era dov'era
Does it feel like the first time?