I've been looking down on my street
And I hope it's never gonna change
The old man is still walking his dog
And the woman still sits on the edge
Of the cornerstone in front of my door
Where the roof is crumbling over my head
Between a dental office and a small florist
That I could never pay
A better place
In my mind
I wake up in a new kind of grey one that's
Yellow, black and still kind of blue
I know all of these shelves too well
In my dreams I still walk through
The same corridor that leads me to the
Underpass where I met you
You almost fell asleep there
But your eyes could see
See me through
A better place
In my mind
We sat down into the dark together
Where you told me about your friend
But there's no need to ask her 'cause
She's somewhere in Berlin
And every time I look at my life now
A piece of these minutes remains
I'm just trying to figure out how to
Find a better, better place
In my mind
One that's gonna last
Better place
In my mind
Better place
One that's gonna last
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