Melancholia

When i'm broken down and hungry for your love with no way to feed it

Where are you tonight, child, you know how much i need it

Too young to hold on and too old to just break free and run [Jeff Buckley - Lover, you should've come over]

Perché eravamo onesti, responsabili,
non volevamo dare sofferenza.
Pure fra noi e due stronzi, due contabili,
tu vedi forse qualche differenza? [Patrizia Valduga]