INSIDE THE BLUE BOX
Winters are made of tales
And silence took over us
I fix embers in the fireplace
Don't let the fire go out
On my knees a book with yellowed pages
The smell of ash and smoke
I look inside the blue box
And my secret treasure is waiting for me
Brightly colored toys are watching me
The entire box is in a stir
They want to play with me
The intrepid lead soldier will defeat all the enemies
The spinning top avoids the loose bricks on the floor
A small tin car tries to find a better road
While colored marbles chase each other
A wooden Pinocchio is in time out
And the slingshot is waiting for spring
Beyond the foggy glass
A land covered in dirty snow
Trembling birds take shelter on the windowsills
A gray sky covers the countryside
But in the blue box it's always summertime
Dario Bolzani - Inside the blue box Lyrics
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INSIDE THE BLUE BOX
Winters are made of tales
And silence took over us
I fix embers in the fireplace
Don't let the fire go out
On my knees a book with yellowed pages
The smell of ash and smoke
I look inside the blue box
And my secret treasure is waiting for me
Brightly colored toys are watching me
The entire box is in a stir
They want to play with me
The intrepid lead soldier will defeat all the enemies
The spinning top avoids the loose bricks on the floor
A small tin car tries to find a better road
While colored marbles chase each other
A wooden Pinocchio is in time out
And the slingshot is waiting for spring
Beyond the foggy glass
A land covered in dirty snow
Trembling birds take shelter on the windowsills
A gray sky covers the countryside
But in the blue box it's always summertime
Winters are made of tales
And silence took over us
I fix embers in the fireplace
Don't let the fire go out
On my knees a book with yellowed pages
The smell of ash and smoke
I look inside the blue box
And my secret treasure is waiting for me
Brightly colored toys are watching me
The entire box is in a stir
They want to play with me
The intrepid lead soldier will defeat all the enemies
The spinning top avoids the loose bricks on the floor
A small tin car tries to find a better road
While colored marbles chase each other
A wooden Pinocchio is in time out
And the slingshot is waiting for spring
Beyond the foggy glass
A land covered in dirty snow
Trembling birds take shelter on the windowsills
A gray sky covers the countryside
But in the blue box it's always summertime
Writer: Fausto Bolzani
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid