[id:$00000000] [ar:] [ti:] [by:] [00:00.15]Once I had a lover in Berlin [00:14.43]Said a frail old woman from a table next to mine [00:23.13]His voice was like an ancient violin [00:27.24]And he spoke to me that voice that voice [00:33.42]I believe they call it falling for a man [00:41.13]But this falling made me fly left me soaring to the sky [00:58.32]There wasn any sense there was no plan [01:09.66]But who would trade this passion for the safety of dry land [01:18.39]Not I [01:22.53]Not he [01:25.02]And we knew we had to travel far away [01:32.52]We know we had to disappear were no one else could find us [01:54.18]A sailing ship would take us from the bay [02:00.39]It sails would fill with an offshore wind to blind us [02:10.47]We gambled our security the future for the now [02:26.04]Sailed off towards the storm safety east aside [02:33.72]We gone beyond what reason would allow [02:41.31]But who could tame the tidal wave and tell it where to go [02:52.50]Not I [02:53.16]Not You [02:55.47]Reality then brought it to an end [02:59.25]Said the frail old women shaking underneath her hat [03:40.11]A decent set of values is no friend [03:53.94]It reason now that blinds us please believe [04:10.23]And passion is not willing to be steered [04:25.02]Purity alone won fill a ship wide sails [04:38.43]Life will sometimes bring what we most feared [04:48.51]And who could ever say when to go or when to stay [04:56.67]Not you [04:58.83]Not we