Florence
Oh, my dear Florence
Is there anything? ...
Nothing above your endless beauty
Your pink-blue cotton candy skies
Dancing underneath your architecture's eyes
Your colors painted my cold marble heart
Heat of your concrete melted all the ice
And I think there's nothing better than stars falling on your cathedrals from the black skies
Your gardens hiding tiny roses and romantic waters with art
But then he steps in front of them big colorful door
Oh, Florence I'd like to stare in your eyes but I can't help no more
I'm not sure what's more beautiful anymore
When he's standing in front of that cathedral he dims all the lights
Cause he's built the most beautiful cathedrals in my heart
And too is an art to please my eyes
Yeah Florence, you're beautiful but you're not touching enough
