Sticky watermelon hands 
Sippin Spritz with my old friends

Drivin' me trough Tuscany, la dolce vie

Spend our time in Italy, from the mountains to the sea
A te, with you, with me

Havin' sex for all he night
Oh the summer is so bright
With you -, in my arms
Fallin stars, Coffee in bars 

A te, with you, with me

Nature serves me poetry 
Write a lettre and you'll see
Spend my time Italy , la dolce vie 

Driving me trough Tuscany, from the mountains to the sea

Sticky Watermelon Hands

Love, it's all she has been seeking for
Untill her mind gets quietly peaceful, 
heart beats all alone

Time, the only thing that passes by
untill her life gets quietly precious, 
neither Wonderfull

All the people standing in a line, 
overthinking all the choices in their lifes
Looking all beyond their hopeful eyes, 
in the need of knowing what she left behind

Sticky Watermelon Hands

Thomas Van Bogaert

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