Love is like a train

Oh, what are you young, Howe? I love you!


Baby don't make others the builders of your faith.
Choose in every moment, but choose really.
You can decide that I'm a fool, I'm a child, I'm a naked king... you can decide everything, but someday you shall understand that you never understand nothing about me.

Train of others run and run and run (were born to run!)
Your train make a lot of stops... what a strange kind of love train!

So... Buona camicia a tutti!

Che iddio ti cerry!