To a star (think about it)
1992
Parole: Daniele Verni
Musiche e arrangiamenti: Marco Tamanti
Lyrics, txt format with chords
A - G F C G D - A - G F C G A -
| A - | G |
Death won't | brag me wander in his | shade, |
| F | C | G |
he won't | hit me with the sweetness of his | blade. | |
| D - | A - |
Shame in you | eyes, but I won't | die, |
| G | F |
I'll feel | bad, but I understand, watching | you, |
| C | G | A - |
that you're going to | lie | ... to me. | |
| A - | G |
Touching your | tears I'm going to | spend |
| F | C | G |
all my | vitality to take you a true | smile |
| D - | A - |
'cause it's too | late for me, but you should | stand |
| G | F |
against | yourself, against your | life. |
| A - |
I | believe I want to help you, |
| G |
now I | think it's time to be kind. |
| F |
You seem | not to care, I knew, |
| E |
but | what goes wrong on your mind? |
| A - |
People have | troubles that oppose them, |
| G |
they are the | gravest to anyone who's got: |
| F |
everyone is | able to resolve them, |
| E |
fighting | hard with his solitude spot. |
A - | G |
No one | needs to be alone, |
F | E |
thinking about himself and nothing | else |
| D- | A - |
like he'd a | heart like a | stone. |
| F | G | A |
Of course, I'm | sure, it must be | false. | |
| F | G |
Lies are the | arms you promised not to | use, |
| A |
'cause I | accept that you just left me, |
| F | G | A |
but you planted | knives in my | heart and I | refuse |
| C | G | A - |
to think you | said all the | truth to | me. |
Truth, yes truth I want from you:
you have to tell me the things as they are,
'cause your eyes are nothing like the blue
that is the same here as much far.
They changed the all expression
with all the thoughts you took,
they've been like a true confession,
the've been like an open book.
Like a real friend, but nothing more,
I'd like to help you in all your troubles,
I know you wouldn't meet me any more,
but I know that being two the strongness is double.
Think about it and if you want,
there'll be a real friend here, for you
to speak about anything you cannot
whit the people who don't love you.
Death won't brag me wander in his shade
he won't hit me with the sweetness of his blade.
I feel so bad, but I won't cry...