This Is The Stuff - Francesca Battistelli Lyrics

I lost my keys
In the great unknown
And call me, please
'Cause I can't find my phone
This is the stuff that drives me crazy.
This is the stuff that's getting to me lately.
In the middle of my little mess
I forget how big I'm blessed
This is the stuff that gets under my skin
But I've got to trust you know exactly what you're doing
It might not be what I might choose
But this is the stuff you use
45 in a 35
Sirens and fines
While I'm running behind
This is the stuff that drives me crazy
This is the stuff that's getting to me lately
In the middle of my little mess
I forget how big I'm blessed
This is the stuff that gets under my skin
But I've got to trust you know exactly what you're doing
It might not be what I might choose but this is the stuff you use
To break me of impatience
Conquer my frustrations
I've got a new appreciation
It's not the end of the world
This is the stuff that drives me crazy
This is the stuff
Someone save me
In the middle of little my mess
I forget how big I'm blessed
This is the stuff that gets under my skin
And I've got to trust you know exactly what you're doing
Might not be what I would choose but this is the stuff you use
This is the stuff you use