spin your soul like a globe stop it with your hand don't be surprised if fingers land on black spots hidden in the blur of your little world as it turns

i set out to find the antarctica of my heart but you disregard it and lay me on my laurels till i'm sleeping sweetly i can't just ignore it like some secret birthmark hiding in my hair, it's still there i set out to find the antarctica of my heart ho paura del male che posso fare...il cuore freddo