[00:06.980]I see your eyes burning with frustration and wet with tears
[00:14.090]So I take you for a walk
[00:17.890]and our footsteps together will free the talk
[00:24.780]A city radiating light, it feels like we’re in black and white
[00:31.990]Did I sound convincing? Bitterness has no place here
[00:43.580]And I know that no-one likes a tourist I feel like I’m one here
[00:51.680]And I realise of course, we’ll criticise what’s corny
[01:00.100]But I like the way it looks, and I think you’re brave
[01:12.000]It’s hard to overcome, but it will cut you like a knife
[01:18.100]In the middle of the night, when you should be sleeping
[01:23.970]But you just stare at the ceiling
[01:29.000]Past countless souvenir shops, tried hard to make you laugh
[01:35.000]By Santa Maria Novella, I remember how
[01:48.000]And I know that no-one likes a tourist I feel like I’m one here
[01:54.980]And I realise of course, we’ll criticise what’s corny
[02:03.000]But I like the way it looks, and I think you’re brave
[02:24.780]In an orange alley, I can hear the auto-tune echo from a radio
[02:26.000]It all sounds the same, but we don’t know the names
[02:45.000]And I know that no-one likes a tourist I feel like I’m one here
[02:51.000]And I realise of course, we’ll criticise what’s corny
[02:59.000]But I like the way it looks, and I think you’re brave
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