Ice Rink in Berlin

He saw her there in her sailor suit
Military cut, high white boots
And in the screen, her crisp blonde hair
Shimmering yellow, clean and clear

Hold back the chaos at the edge of your eye
That lies beyond the corner of vision
Hold back the chaos at the edge of your eye
That lies beyond the corner of vision

Penetrate your psyche, hold down the past
Feel it in your fingers, the future never lasts
Ice rink in Berlin

He saw her there in her sailor suit
Military cut, high white boots

Hold back the chaos at the edge of your eye
That lies beyond the corner of vision

Penetrate your psyche, hold down the past
Feel it in your fingers, the future never lasts
Ice rink in Berlin