Night time, sketching dreams in pencil line
Across the bedroom wall
Crazy patterns in the night
Out of something that I saw

This story will begin
As I’m walking in my Berlin
Your sweet kisses
On my chin

Day time, a million faces left to see
There’s only one I know
I hear your name out in the street
The traffic’s moving slow

There are black clouds moving in
Day time showers in my Berlin
Let them soak me to the skin

Day time showers in my Berlin
Let them soak my to the skin

Spring time, along the banks of river Spree
That endless river stream
Pigeons fly up in the air
And I lost you in my dream

With all that might have been
Lonely hours in my Berlin
Your last kisses on my chin
On my skin

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