When I’m in Berlin you’re off to London
When I’m in New York you’re doing Rome
All those crazy nights we spend together
As voices on the phone
When I’m in New York you’re doing Rome
All those crazy nights we spend together
As voices on the phone
Wishing we could be more telepathic
Tired of the nights I sleep alone
Wishing we could redirect the traffic
And find ourselves a home
Tired of the nights I sleep alone
Wishing we could redirect the traffic
And find ourselves a home
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