Mi guardi, sorridi.
- Mia.- pronunci con quella voce calda quella piccola sillaba, nonché mio nome, con possessività.
Di tutta risposta, riprendo a cantare, dedicandoti questi versi:
You’re like a laserlight, burning up, burning down, on me.
You’re like a laserlight, burning up, burning down, on me.
You make me feel good, you make me feel safe,
You make me feel like I could live another day.
You make me feel good, you make me feel safe,
You know I wouldn’t have it any other way. -