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Description
Vocal Producer: Alessia Labate
Dj, Producer: Giuseppe Ottaviani
Mixer, Producer: Andrei Rata
Composer, Lyricist: Alessia Labate
Composer: Giuseppe Ottaviani
Composer: Darla Jade
Composer: Felix Samuel
Composer: Andrei Rata
Composer: Maarten Bokma
Lyrics and translation
Original
How do we know if we don't fall in love, if we don't mess it up? Closer to home,
I feel my heart light up when I let it go.
Only heaven knows if I'm dreaming, so hold me now like it's the real thing. But how do we know?
'Cause I wanna know.
How do we know if we don't fall in love, if we don't mess it up?
Closer to home, I feel my heart light up when I let it go.
Only heaven knows if I'm dreaming, so hold me now like it's the real thing.
But how do we know?
'Cause I wanna know.
But how do we know? How do we know?
I was tryna breathe underwater, waiting for your tide to pull me back to life. Maybe we're meant for each other.
Waiting my life, waiting my life for you.
If we stay undercover, stay, stay undercover, then we might as well just say goodbye.
Go on and say what you wanna say, say what you wanna.
'Cause I can read between the lines.
How do we know if we don't fall in love, if we don't mess it up?
Closer to home, I feel my heart light up when I let it go.
Only heaven knows if I'm dreaming, so hold me now like it's the real thing. But how do we know?
'Cause I wanna know.
But how do we know? How do we know?
English translation
How do we know if we don't fall in love, if we don't mess it up? Closer to home,
I feel my heart light up when I let it go.
Only heaven knows if I'm dreaming, so hold me now like it's the real thing. But how do we know?
'Cause I wanna know.
How do we know if we don't fall in love, if we don't mess it up?
Closer to home, I feel my heart light up when I let it go.
Only heaven knows if I'm dreaming, so hold me now like it's the real thing.
But how do we know?
'Cause I wanna know.
But how do we know? How do we know?
I was tryna breathe underwater, waiting for your tide to pull me back to life. Maybe we're meant for each other.
Waiting my life, waiting my life for you.
If we stay undercover, stay, stay undercover, then we might as well just say goodbye.
Go on and say what you wanna say, say what you wanna.
'Cause I can read between the lines.
How do we know if we don't fall in love, if we don't mess it up?
Closer to home, I feel my heart light up when I let it go.
Only heaven knows if I'm dreaming, so hold me now like it's the real thing. But how do we know?
'Cause I wanna know.
But how do we know? How do we know?