(
Ivano Michetti –
Paul Gordon Manners)
I’ve been tossing, I’ve been turning
but the fire keeps on burning.
I’ll be waiting, contemplating
till the break of day.
I’d sleep but I just can’t.
I’ve got to understand,
one by one, all the things, that I’ve planned.
I’ve been crying, I’ve benn sighing
and I’ve even felt like dying
‘guess the robbery of the century
is the only way.
I’m spending all my time
to plan the perfect crime
though it’s not like you think
money’s not what I want to be mine.
‘Cause I’m longing for a treasure
that’s impossible to measure.
Yes it’s you girl, only you can
ever make me feel a rich man.
Any lawyer could defend me,
there’s no judge who would condemn me
because all I want to do girl
is to steal your heart away,
away from you girl.
I’ve been tossing, I’ve been turning
but the fire keeps on burning.
I’ll be waiting, contemplating
till the break of day.
I’m spending all my time
to plan the perfect crime
though it’s not like you think
money’s not what I want to be mine.
