Thomas Azier - Berlin

When I made my way to Berlin
I thought I needed common sense
You know my only worry's when this summer ends
Oh, baby, we don't need no money
Just a mattress on the floor
And our summers will be longer than before

You, I'm growing really close to you
You, I'm growing really close to you Can you feel the buzz around me
When we're driving on our bikes
We are always moving slow 'cause there is time
Can we drink some kind of poison
So that we can pause the night
I would swear you are the best of dark and bright

You, I'm growing really close to you
You, I'm growing really close to you
It's true, I'm growing really close to you
And the moon… is moving around you…

Got it all, got it all, got it all now
Got it all, got it all, we've got it all figured out