Roberto Cacciapaglia - Quite Still lyrics

Quite still I watch the outlines of thoughts While around shallow words I speak and hear Move but don't interfere Swaying curves Like arms moving slow and precise A point where the light starts dripping down While the radio speaks out I run my finger along my thoughts My mind sweeping with geometrical force Remote image, yet so close Sliding through memory Defining my days like laser beams Deep looks Surfacing voice on the phone But my thoughts is as sharp as an ad Reaching the target precise Flue image Hallucinating my life Like celluloid loves While I watch Alone my flat TV set I run my finger along my thoughts My mind sweeping with geometrical force Remote image, yet so close Sliding through memory Defining my days like laser beams