[00:29.93]Once I had a lover in Berlin
[00:36.42]Said a frail old woman from a table next to mine
[00:43.85]His voice was like an ancient violin
[00:50.81]And he spoke to me ?that voice, that voice
[00:57.84]I believe they call it falling for a man
[01:04.89]But this falling made me fly, left me soaring to the sky
[01:12.55]There wasn any sense, there was no plan
[01:19.76]But who would trade this passion for the safety of dry land?
[01:30.28]Not I.
[01:35.13]Not he.
[01:41.41]And we knew we had to travel far away
[01:48.91]We know we had to disappear, were no one else could find us
[01:57.27]A sailing ship would take us from the bay
[02:02.87]It sails would fill with an offshore wind to blind us
[02:10.40]We gambled our security ?the future for the now
[02:17.73]Sailed off towards the storm, safety east aside
[02:24.73]We gone beyond what reason would allow
[02:34.12]But who could tame the tidal wave and tell it where to go?
[02:39.45]Not I.
[02:46.57]Not You.
[03:51.27]Reality then brought it to an end
[03:58.17]Said the frail old women, shaking underneath her hat
[04:06.03]A decent set of values is no friend
[04:12.84]It reason now that blinds us, please believe
[04:20.18]And passion is not willing to be steered
[04:27.34]Purity alone won fill a ship wide sails
[04:34.71]Life will sometimes bring what we most feared
[04:41.80]And who could ever say when to go or when to stay?
[04:49.45]Not you.
[04:54.77]Not we.