There's a Berlin lady
Always dressed in black
Never sees reality
She's always looking back
With her box of photos
Underneath her bed
Memories of yesterday
And of the life she led
It was so nice then
They were good times then
You were young, and sang
And danced the nights away
But now you're older
Those days are over
But the life you lead
Is that of yesterday
There's a Berlin lady
Reading once again
All those letters that she's kept
From days of way back when
Looking out the window
It's not the place she knew
Everything has changed so much
She pulls the curtains to
It was so nice then
They were good times then
You were young, we sang
We danced the nights away
But now you're older
Those days are over
But the life you lead
Is that of yesterday
Yesterday has gone
There's a Berlin lady
Love has let her down
Her love has been kept from her
On the other side of town
Lala, lala, la la
Lala, la lala
Lala, lala, la la la
Lala ...
