Berlin Is Where It Ends

Berlin was the last time we saw each other's eyes Berlin was different then Berlin was the last time I saw her beautiful smile Berlin was once my friend Berlin before the shadow stole the light Berlin risked lives on the sharpest knives Berlin is where the bunker lies Berlin was where it ends I never returned to see Berlin I never said goodbye to my friend I thought she'd never get out alive When the mission blew up both ends I now stand on the city line where once I waited for my comrade, my lover and my friend I step into Berlin to see her ghost in time but nothing comprehends I hear the guns, I hear the cries The silence of death and screaming nightmares never lies I see a figure looking at the point of line I see a figure, a female, aged of war and time I see a lady I think I once knew for a time I walk toward her with a tearful smile I hold out my hand and ask her to go and risk the extra mile She smiles and says so many years have passed since she stood here waiting for her friend So many tears for losing sight in a mission to bring it to an end As she reaches for my hand she looks into my eyes Tears flow behind the shimmering view of love lost to that fight We stand and realise who we are, she steps over the line The war, the mission, the memories and risks now are dead in time Berlin is where I see her beautiful smile as we stand here hand in hand Berlin was where we once lost love In Berlin we found our love again