Sunset - The Carbonfools

Cut

the

love

out

from

your

sweetheart

You can paint a picture with the sunset me and you

With the kids in the garden

All day we want to do

Is just hold hands

And cold hands

And hold hands

And cold hands

You can paint a picture when I’m alone with you

With birds in the garden

Just muffing around we two

And we just hold hands

And cold hands

And hold hands

And cold hands

And…

Sunset, sunset,

Where we’re heading to?

Sunset, sunset

Where we’re heading…

Where we’re heading to?

Sun, sunset, sun, sunset

Senza rancor, senza lagrime

Addio mia diletta

Per sempre, per sempre

Cut

the

love

out

from

your

sweetheart

But now it’s time to wake up baby

And taste your own reality

The book is closed

The tale is over

It’s no more reason for asking me:

Where have you been?

And what did you eat?

And who was that girl, that girl from the street?

I bought my ticket to the moo-o-on

And I ate your heart with a silverspoon

Please don’t talk about destiny

And please don’t count on you and me

I said please don’t go, please don’t go, please don’t go, where I go

Sunset, sunset,

Where we’re heading to?

Sunset, sunset

Where we’re heading…

Where we’re heading to?

Sun, sunset, sun, sunset

Sun, sunset, sun, sunset

Sun, sunset-set-set-set