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Once I had a lover in Berlin |
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Said a frail old woman from a table next to mine |
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His voice was like an ancient violin |
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And he spoke to me ?that voice, that voice |
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I believe they call it falling for a man |
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But this falling made me fly, left me soaring to the sky |
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There wasn any sense, there was no plan |
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But who would trade this passion for the safety of dry land? |
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Not I. |
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Not he. |
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And we knew we had to travel far away |
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We know we had to disappear, were no one else could find us |
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A sailing ship would take us from the bay |
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It sails would fill with an offshore wind to blind us |
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We gambled our security ?the future for the now |
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Sailed off towards the storm, safety east aside |
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We gone beyond what reason would allow |
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But who could tame the tidal wave and tell it where to go? |
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Not I. |
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Not You. |
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Reality then brought it to an end |
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Said the frail old women, shaking underneath her hat |
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A decent set of values is no friend |
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It reason now that blinds us, please believe |
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And passion is not willing to be steered |
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Purity alone won fill a ship wide sails |
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Life will sometimes bring what we most feared |
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And who could ever say when to go or when to stay? |
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Not you. |
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Not we. |
