Massari - Moving Target. . She's like a moving target. Everytime I wanna come and get close, she fades away. She's like a moving target. If I don't hurry up and lock that, she will get away.
Took a night flight. From the city. Saw the daylight. In Milano. 24 hours to breathe it in. To go up there. Into the café. That's when I saw her face.