Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Elizaveta
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Elizaveta
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Greg Wells
Producer
Lyrics
Maybe my song isn't happy enough, but I
I see it take flight with the snowflakes above me
My coffee gets cold as I'm staring, enthralled
At the snow that keeps falling outside
And traveling light is a curse and a blessing
For someone like me, whose heart has gone missing
So get on that plane, as the snow turns to rain
And I'm writing your name on the clouds
And see you in London, or maybe in Paris
Berlin will be waiting, and so will be Rome
And maybe I'll see you again when it's snowing in Venice
And I will be on my way home
I'm dialing long distance with frozen fingers
Double-oh-one and familiar numbers
And you sound so strange, then I ran out of change
Well, how are you, dear?
Yeah, it's still snowing here
Are you doing all right?
Are you lonely at night?
And see you in London, or maybe in Paris
Berlin will be waiting, and so will be Rome
And maybe I'll see you again, when it's snowing in Venice
And I will be on my way home
Oh la Venezia
Mi fa cosi bene
Esco ogni sera e vado a ballare
Che ben atmosfera, che bellissima neve
Non ce proprio niente che mi posso mancare
Maybe my song isn't happy enough, but I
I see it take flight with the snowflakes above me
My coffee gets cold as I'm staring, enthralled
At the snow that keeps falling outside
Maybe I'll see you again when it's snowing in Venice
I will be on my way home
Written by: Elizaveta