There is a wall that runs right through me
Just like the city, I will never be joined
What is this love? Why can I never hold it?
Did it really run out in the strangers' bedrooms?
I
I have decided
At twenty-five
Something must change
Saturday night in East Berlin
We took the U-Bahn to the East Side Gallery
I was sure I'd found love with this one lying with me
Crying again in the old bahnhof
I
I have decided
At twenty-five
That something must change

After sex
The bitter taste
Been fooled again
The search continues
After sex
The bitter taste
Been fooled again
The search continues
After sex
The bitter taste
Been fooled again
The search continues
After sex
The bitter taste
Been fooled again
The search continues
After sex
The bitter taste
Been fooled again
The search continues