Vorrei un/una bambino/a solo per accudirlo, fargli vedere film della Marvel, travestirmi con lui/lei da supereroi facendo finta di salvare il mondo per le stanze di casa nostra
i'm holding out and i'm holding on to every letter and every song. i'm all ears and all scars to hear you tell me "boy's like you, you try too hard to look not quite as desperate". i'm hanging on so when it all goes to hell will you be able to tell me sorry with a straight face?
People are not a waste of time, from some you will learn something that will always remain with you, from others you will learn what you will not want to become.
The goosebumps start to raise
The minute that my left hand meets your waist
And then I watch your face
Put my finger on your tongue
'Cause you love the taste yeah
I say something loving
I can't hold it inside, the thrill of affection
Is only getting stronger
I say something loving
All my hesitations are fading, fading
I feel it taking over