Pre-Berlin Lyrics
| Song | Pre-Berlin |
| Artist | A Balladeer |
| Album | Panama |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| just a perfect day (for this time of year) | |
| we're making away with right in the rear | |
| an Indian Summer sun, red | |
| Berlin ahead | |
| the sky so pretty through the open roof | |
| and I so witty - your laughter, my proof | |
| all your glee | |
| through your hand on my knee | |
| the memory's alive tonight | |
| the driver's seat feels quite alright | |
| and I don't know what it is | |
| but I think I could get used to this | |
| the lamppost lights are a canopy of stars | |
| but you on my right you light up the car | |
| the road and me | |
| your hand on my knee | |
| more on than off it distracts my pedal foot | |
| as we fall in love with Parachutes | |
| yeah, we do – | |
| yeah, we do | |
| the memory's alive tonight | |
| the driver's seat feels quite alright | |
| and I don't know what it is | |
| but I think I could get used to this | |
| I am aware and sad somehow | |
| this is here, this is now | |
| how I love to be in this state we're in | |
| right before we take Berlin | |
| before we take Berlin | |
| we’re moving too fast | |
| let’s take another five | |
| I’d just like it to last | |
| this six hour drive | |
| a few hours more | |
| snacks and gas galore | |
| the memory's alive tonight | |
| the driver's seat feels quite alright | |
| and I don't know what it is | |
| but I think I could get used to this | |
| I am aware and sad somehow | |
| this is here, this is now | |
| how I love to be in this state we're in | |
| right before we take Berlin | |
| don't tell me you don't feel this, too |
| just a perfect day for this time of year | |
| we' re making away with right in the rear | |
| an Indian Summer sun, red | |
| Berlin ahead | |
| the sky so pretty through the open roof | |
| and I so witty your laughter, my proof | |
| all your glee | |
| through your hand on my knee | |
| the memory' s alive tonight | |
| the driver' s seat feels quite alright | |
| and I don' t know what it is | |
| but I think I could get used to this | |
| the lamppost lights are a canopy of stars | |
| but you on my right you light up the car | |
| the road and me | |
| your hand on my knee | |
| more on than off it distracts my pedal foot | |
| as we fall in love with Parachutes | |
| yeah, we do | |
| yeah, we do | |
| the memory' s alive tonight | |
| the driver' s seat feels quite alright | |
| and I don' t know what it is | |
| but I think I could get used to this | |
| I am aware and sad somehow | |
| this is here, this is now | |
| how I love to be in this state we' re in | |
| right before we take Berlin | |
| before we take Berlin | |
| we' re moving too fast | |
| let' s take another five | |
| I' d just like it to last | |
| this six hour drive | |
| a few hours more | |
| snacks and gas galore | |
| the memory' s alive tonight | |
| the driver' s seat feels quite alright | |
| and I don' t know what it is | |
| but I think I could get used to this | |
| I am aware and sad somehow | |
| this is here, this is now | |
| how I love to be in this state we' re in | |
| right before we take Berlin | |
| don' t tell me you don' t feel this, too |
| just a perfect day for this time of year | |
| we' re making away with right in the rear | |
| an Indian Summer sun, red | |
| Berlin ahead | |
| the sky so pretty through the open roof | |
| and I so witty your laughter, my proof | |
| all your glee | |
| through your hand on my knee | |
| the memory' s alive tonight | |
| the driver' s seat feels quite alright | |
| and I don' t know what it is | |
| but I think I could get used to this | |
| the lamppost lights are a canopy of stars | |
| but you on my right you light up the car | |
| the road and me | |
| your hand on my knee | |
| more on than off it distracts my pedal foot | |
| as we fall in love with Parachutes | |
| yeah, we do | |
| yeah, we do | |
| the memory' s alive tonight | |
| the driver' s seat feels quite alright | |
| and I don' t know what it is | |
| but I think I could get used to this | |
| I am aware and sad somehow | |
| this is here, this is now | |
| how I love to be in this state we' re in | |
| right before we take Berlin | |
| before we take Berlin | |
| we' re moving too fast | |
| let' s take another five | |
| I' d just like it to last | |
| this six hour drive | |
| a few hours more | |
| snacks and gas galore | |
| the memory' s alive tonight | |
| the driver' s seat feels quite alright | |
| and I don' t know what it is | |
| but I think I could get used to this | |
| I am aware and sad somehow | |
| this is here, this is now | |
| how I love to be in this state we' re in | |
| right before we take Berlin | |
| don' t tell me you don' t feel this, too |
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