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If i sing a song,
will you sing along,
If i sing a song,
will you sing along,
If i sing a song,
will you sing along,
or should I just keep singing right here by myself?

Ba baba dada baba….

If i tell you I’m strong,
will you play along,
If i tell you I’m strong,
will you play along,
If i tell you I’m strong,
will you play along,
Or would you see I’m as insecure as everybody else

Its like..

Ba Ba Baba Daba ba….

If I follow along,
does it mean I belong,
If I follow along,
does it mean I belong,
If I follow along,
does it mean I belong,
or will I keep on feeling different from everybody else?

Its life…

Ba Bada Ba Ba Dababa.. Oh Oh Oh

If I sing a song, will you sing along,
If I sing a song, will you sing that song,
or should I just keep singing right here by myself

If I sing a song, will you sing along,
If I sing a song, should i just keep singing right here by,
should I just keep singing by myself

If I sing a song, would you sing along,
Would you, Could you Sing along
Should I just keep singing right here by, by myself

Should I, Should I

Sing a song, (baba) Sing along, (baba)
Would you still sing along, (baba)
Please, or should I just keep right here singing by myself

If I still sing a song (baba), would you sing along,
Sing with me, or just Take it home,
or I’ll just keep singing right here by myself

There are places i’ll remember
All my life though some have changed
Some forever not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
With lovers and friends i still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life i’ve loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When i think of love as something new
Though i know i’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know i’ll often stop and think about them
In my life i love you more

Though i know i’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know i’ll often stop and think about them
In my life i love you more
In my life i love you more

You can reach me by railway, you can reach me by trailway
You can reach me on an airplane, you can reach me with your mind
You can reach me by caravan, cross the desert like an Arab man
I don’t care how you get here, just- get here if you can

You can reach me by sailboat, climb a tree and swing rope to rope
Take a sled and slide down slow, into these arms of mine
You can jump on a speedy colt, cross the border in a blaze of hope

I don’t care how you get here, just- get here if you can

There are hills and mountains between us
Always something to get over
If I had my way, then surely you would be closer
I need you closer

You can windsurf into my life, take me up on a carpet ride
You can make it in a big balloon, but you better make it soon
You can reach me by caravan, cross the desert like an Arab man
I don’t care how you get here, just- get here if you can

I don’t care, I dont care, I need you right here right now

I need you right here, right now, right by my side (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I don’t care how you get here, just- get here if you can.

Trains and boats and planes are passing by.
They mean a trip to Paris or Rome
To someone else but not for me.
The trains and boats and planes
Took you away, away from me.

We were so in love, and high above
We had a star to wish upon. Wish
And dreams come true, but not for me
The trains and boats and planes
Took you away, away from me.

You are from another part of the world,
You had to go back a while and then
You said you soon would return again.
I’m waiting here like I promised to.
I’m waiting here but where are you?

Trains and boats and planes took you a way,
But ev’ry time I see them I pray
And if my prayers can cross the sea,
The trains and the boats and planes
Will bring you back, back home to me.

Es hat der Sturm geheult die Nacht,
da meine Mutter mich zur Welt gebracht.
Es hat gepfiffen, gejauchzet der Wind:
“Mir gehört das Kind”.

Die heimatlose Straße sprach:
“Ich bin die Wiege drauf er lag.
Und heimatlos wie ich so soll er sein.
Mein, das Kind ist mein!”

Die Welle rauschte an der Straße her,
sie rauschte leise schon vom fernen Meer
Und in das Rauschen klangs wie Worte dann:
“Ich dein Kind gewann”

Drum bin ich wie der Wind, der droben zieht,
bin wie die Welle, die der Hand entflieht.
Die Straße drängt und sehnt sich fort von hier,
fort, fort, fort, das gilt auch mir!

“I met a girl who kept tattoos
For homes that she had loved
If I were her I’d paint my body
‘Till all my skin was gone”