Is Berlin really for lovers
Is Venice lonely at last
I wanna find you
Where you've never been hidden
And run like a criminal into your grass
You can't deny the hills
From which you've already grown
The mountains called
Their defenses down
The leaves have shaken all the trees
Out of their ground
The river's run has left you golden, alone
Is Richmond ready with romance
Is London wearing your coat
I wanna kiss you where you've never been christened
And dive like a falcon into your boat
On Sunday you will
(I have hope)
With your heart, packed, racing
With your eager hands chasing
(Oh, and it'll be known)
Around his love
The forest will sing out
"We want your children now!"
And in a warm engine
We shall cut the pacific
Yes, Berlin is for lovers
London - never heard a better name
I'm bound to love
Where you've never ever been living
And stand like a lion
At your gates