I'm riding the train to the zoo
While I'm writing a postcard to you
But what I wanna write never fits in the space
They never make enough place

And now the days are so short
They consist mostly of night
And I'm doing a lot out there
I'm doing quite alright
I'm looking at the tourists
They're looking at the view

Meanwhile in Berlin (x4)

The sound of strangers you'll never meet
In the strangely empty streets
Meanwhile in Berlin
The [bad word] from most everywhere
And hope they'll fall for an affair
Meanwhile in Berlin
The city's an urban trampoline
Go bouncing in and out the scene
Meanwhile in Berlin

Meanwhile in Berlin (x6)