Berlin - Thomas Azier

When I made my way to Berlin

I thought I needed common sense

You know my only worry’s when this summer ends

Oh baby we don’t need no money

Just a mattress on the floor

And our summers will be longer than before

You, I’m growing really close to you

You, I’m growing really close to you

Can you feel the buzz around me

When we’re driving on our bikes

We are always moving slow 'cause there is time

Can we drink some kind of poison

So that we can pause the night

I would swear you are the best of dark and bright

You, I’m growing really close to you

You, I’m growing really close to you

It’s true, I’m growing really close to you

And the moon… is moving around you…

Got it all, got it all, got it all now

Got it all, got it all, we’ve got it all figured out