Well the girls have all gone, they have gone from the bar
They have thrown their clothes at the oncoming cars

Leaving us two just to swoon and to bluff
With the mythical midnight’s two-timing touch

Well, you lead my reflection’s reflection away
And the calendar's closed, they keep counting my age

When everything falls, it falls in your lap
When the old gas is cast on the skyline's collapse
When the clouds retreat and the rivers turn back
We’ll go and find someone to save, you and me
We'll go and find someone to save

And we'll see Berlin in the Spring, da-da
We’ll walk through together down separate streams
We'll write it down and forget what it means
We will laugh with our heads in the sand

I will do all the things, all the things you’d expect
After this glass and one more cigarette
I will beat you when morning comes to collect
Now that nobody knows who I am [x4]