The first few stumbling breaths of spring
is like the song the always echoes in back of my head.
It plays so sweet and gently now
like it knows that this winter has been tough for the both of us.

The Berlin trip it did us well,
the streets and squares we always wanted to spend our lives in.
Because the tempo of the town it will
forever harmonise so perfectly with beat of our hearts, oh love.

They can take all that I own
and still I'll be the richest man alive
Cause I've got the key
to the biggest vault there is.