Italian Girls Italian girls Their sort of dead eyes Eyes that hardly touch you Like a hand feeling around In a drawer in which Knives are stored Don’t be hurt The reason They look like that Is that They’re looking inward Centuries ago They were another girl They’re remembering her Remember when You fall in love With them you’re falling In love with her
Italian Girls
Italian Girls
Italian Girls
Italian Girls Italian girls Their sort of dead eyes Eyes that hardly touch you Like a hand feeling around In a drawer in which Knives are stored Don’t be hurt The reason They look like that Is that They’re looking inward Centuries ago They were another girl They’re remembering her Remember when You fall in love With them you’re falling In love with her