Senza Meta

Woke up late, the sun is high Shirt is wrinkled, don't ask why Tossed the keys into my pocket Left my worries on the bedside Got no plan, got no map Just the radio on my lap Singing songs I barely know Yeah, that's the only way I go She said “where you heading?” I said “does it even matter?” Wind is playing with her hair And I'm playing with the laughter Senza Meta, that's the way We don't need the sun to save us anyway Just a breeze and a broken CD Driving with no destination, just her and me Senza Meta, take a turn Every wrong direction's something new to learn No rush, no rules, no worries on the seats Just the rhythm of the tires and the summer heat Pass a café by the shore Smell of lemons, nothing more Bought a coffee, stayed for hours Talked about the rain and flowers She laughs like she knows a joke That I'll never get but love to hold Doesn't matter what we find We're already the destination kind No GPS, no ETA Let the sunset lead the way Even if we loop around Best mistake I've ever found Senza Meta, that's the way We don't need the sun to save us anyway Just a breeze and a broken CD Driving with no destination, just her and me Senza Meta, take a turn Every wrong direction's something new to learn No rush, no rules, no worries on the seats Just the rhythm of the tires and the summer heat You know what they ask me… “Where are you going?” I tell them… I'm not lost, amore… I'm just… Senza Meta Senza Meta… Windows down, no hesitation… Yeah, that's my kind of vacation… Senza Meta… Just the breeze… Just her… Just me…