If I write another song
You should send me on my way,
I just want to tell the world
I have nothing left to say
It's so great to hear your voice
Can we meet in town for tea?
But you know I'm not the man
I used to be
Tell me, how are things with you?
Did you write another play?
Did you run a hundred miles?
Did you stay in bed all day?
I believe you when you say
There's no difference at all,
Just like every wall in Berlin
Is the Berlin Wall
All the walls in Berlin....
