Well, there is no easy way to get thru this
  And since you probably anyway knew this
  I’m tossing the mike out of sight for the better
  Be in peace, receive and go help the weaker
  
  Seventeen sisters with seven year itches
  This is what she said, though she must have been drinking
  These fey creatures insisted upon leaving
  Immediately it figures, and I’ll never meet them
  
  I think it was all about the capital’s karma
  The midsummer night’s dream was becoming a drama
  It’s a new day today in town called Rome
  Isn’t it nice to know that every road leads home
  
  Are you sure, sure you know how to drive this thing?
  
  Chorus:
  Watching… the sun going down on me
  Waiting… to finally get over this
  Holding onto what ever comes along my way, this way
  Breathing the air, too cold and too hard for me
  
  In a bad state of shock you should shelter your feelings
  These things only happen to people while dreaming
  Now do me a favour, take care of the steering
  Make a move but don’t panic, your eyes are still gleaming
  
  Are you sure, sure you know how to drive this thing?
  Don’t you go, don’t you go sleeping at the wheel