Elisa (Italy) "Labyrinth" paroles

Labyrinth

Just like a spy through smoke and lightsI escaped through the backdoor of the worldAnd I saw things getting smallerFear as well as temptation

Now everything is reflectionAs I make my way through this labyrinthAnd my sense of directionIs lost like the sound of my stepsIs lost like the sound of my steps

Scent of dried flowersAnd I'm walking through the fogWalking through the fogScent of dried flowersAnd I'm walking through the fogWalking through the fog

I see my memories in black and whiteThey are neglected by space and timeI stored all my days in boxesI left my wishes so far behind

I find my only salvationIs playing hide and seek in this labyrinthAnd my sense of connectionIs lost like the sound of my stepsIs lost like the sound of my steps

Scent of dried flowersAnd I'm walking through the fogWalking through the fogScent of dried flowersAnd I'm walking through the fogWalking through the fog

Words sounds music and I'm spinning inWords sounds music and I'm spinning out

But I want to stay here'Cause I'm waiting for the rainAnd I want it to wash awayEverything, everything, everything

Scent of dried flowersAnd I'm walking through the fogWalking through the fogScent of dried flowersAnd I'm walking through the fogWalking through the fogScent of dried flowersAnd I'm walking through the fogWalking through the fogScent of dried flowersAnd I'm walking through the fogWalking through the fog