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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 |
