Blood - Champs

Even as the Berlin sun falls down,

I sit and stare, fixed on this old town,

and I can’t find, I can’t find,

the words to say.

To speak my mind, speak my mind,

It’s hard today.

Just like our fathers who paved the streets,

and our mothers' dreams of being swept off their feet.

If truth be told, truth be told,

then truth be said,

I could stay, I could stay here,

'till I’m dead.

'Cause here, my blood runs clear.

Here my blood runs clear.

It’s bitter sweet, it’s bitter sweet,

I wouldn’t change a thing.

You look so sweet, you look so sweet,

I wouldn’t change a thing.

Back in my mind as I leave the ground,

Up on chimney pots, where I would dance around.

I sing a song, sing a song,

to the birds that pass.

Just how long, just how long,

is this gonna last?

'Cause here, my blood runs clear.

Here my blood runs clear.

It’s bitter sweet, it’s bitter sweet,

I wouldn’t change a thing.

You look so sweet, you look so sweet,

I wouldn’t change a thing.