Phil Shöenfelt: Letter From Berlin (Part 2)

LETTER FROM BERLIN (PART 2)
/Phil Shöenfelt/

Well, you say your time is running wild
And you're not the girl you used to be
You've lost direction in your life
You can't see the things you used to see
And the crooked moon is shining in the sky
You say your life is like a river running dry
But your eyes still shine with an inner light
I'll walk you home again tonight
I'll walk you home again tonight

And I know you've thought of suicide
When your heart was breaking with despair
Your friends are dead, or dying, or insane
Sometimes it's too much for you to bear
And that crooked moon keeps shining in the sky
You say your life is like a dream that's passed you by
When the cruel sun is out of sight
I'll walk you home again tonight
I'll walk you home again tonight

Now, I hear, you're living in Berlin
Like a princess in a story or a song
Working hard on your disasters
Talking tough and acting strong
And that sick old moon keeps shining in the sky
Like some obscene, all-seeing eye
Well, I don't know what's wrong or right
But I'll walk you home again tonight
I'll walk you home again tonight


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