Let's go back to where the scene
Is cliffs covered with olive trees
And the color of the lido is aqua green
We'll dip our toes in and watch the kids swim
Listen as the waves roll in
Lapping up against the boats floating
We'll wonder how we made the climb
We reached Vernazza just in time
We'll think to leave then ask ourselves why
Your swollen feet my sun kissed nose
The salt and sweet completes the ebb and flow
We'll finish off with red and white
I'll drink until my throat is dry
In the shade of the baldacchino
We'll wonder how we made the climb
We reached Vernazza just in time
We'll think to leave then ask ourselves why
Beggars can't be choosers
But we're never the losers
We've won more than once upon a time
Block out all the bruisers
And cut off all the users
No one owns divine paradise