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SOME SKY INSIDE MY POCKET

Close your eyes, open wide the door
the stars are shinin’
Just let ‘em fill your night as you’d let me do
For I’ll leave, I’ll take the midnight train
and love this empty rain as I loved you
Let a sunset blanket keep your slumbers
Don’t let nobody hurt you like I’ll do
And have mercy on my gypsy soul in chains
that nobody will warm at night

Hold me tight through the night
let me hear you breathin’
and hate me ‘till you can, until I’m yours
Just take, just take with you my name
and let it waste like rain into your eyes
Let me see the sun behind your teardrops
Let me hear the wind across your hair
And have mercy on my gypsy soul in chains
Let it burn like fire through the night

Don’t wait under your porch,
I won’t be coming
Every step looks like the tear of a lost man
I’m what I am, I got no one to blame,
I don’t invent my pain to write a song
I just need some sky inside my pockets
And the warm embrace of an old friend
And some mercy for my gypsy soul in chains
looking for a spark through the night

Click here for the Italian translation

Close your eyes, open the door wide
the stars are shining
let them fill your night like I used to do
Because I will leave, I will take the midnight train
and I will love this empty rain as I loved you
Let a blanket of sunset protect your dreams
and never let anyone hurt you like I will
And have mercy on this gypsy soul of mine in chains
that no one will warm at night

Hold me tight in the night
let me hear your breath
and hate me as long as you can, as long as I still belong to you
And take, take my name with you
and let it fade away like rain in your eyes
Let me see the sun behind your tears
Let me feel the wind in your hair
And have mercy on this gypsy soul of mine in chains
Let it burn like fire in the night

Don't wait for me under your porch
I will not return
Every step feels like the tear of a lost man
I am what I am, I have no one to blame
and I don't make up pain just to write a song about it
All I need is a bit of sky in my pocket
and the warm embrace of an old friend
and a bit of mercy for my gypsy soul in chains
that seeks a spark in the night

THE CROWSROADS • 3923706803 / 3404582812 • thecrowsroadsdate@gmail.com