Streets of Berlin

We walk to where we don't know
We just walk we we just go with the flow
Like the stream below
We rock and we roll, like the rolling stones
But I don't get no satisfaction

We take the day, taking bread and olives
Feet are dangling, taking her hand, taking a chance
As we take in the river

We feel the sun rays, remember some days, and we share a beeren, oh how the drips We sip just
Showed me this day could get no better

We walk to where we don't know but we will find our way home

Home
Home
Home
Home

Once again, crops are growing
Once again, hearts are beating

Once again, I harvest to soon
Once again, all I grew is ruined

We go to Gardenshe she helps me make a card for my ma
From stamps that we just bought, amd then I had the craziest thought
Maybe she can get a visa and move over to Canada

Let me not get ahead of myself

We walk to where we don't know
To where we don't know
To where we don't know
But we will find our way home

Home is where the heart is
On a mountain, or the streets of Berlin
Home is where the heart is
On a mountain, or the streets of Berlin