Texty: Through You. Other. Culo.

Well, maybe its for the best
that we each let go
We can't continue to
hold each others hands
if we walk on different roads
Forse Significheremo
crescere' di piu
maybe the road I choose
will bring me back to you

When a door closes
another opens
Open to me
and show me where I am to be

Well, maybe this door will close
and never open for me again
but I'll keep my head up
'never know what's around the bend
Que esta de tras
de la puerta numero dos
I won't know
If I don't peak in

I can't find my way out of here
am I blind, or is this all there is?
send a sign, I'll acknowledge it
open my eyes
and show me where I am to be!