We started out so awkwardly
There was rain and cold and dark
I wondered why I left the sun behind me
No more brownies in the park

It's a long, long way from California to Berlin
So filled with melancholia

Winter came and paralyzed me
Thrown like gravel over ice
I'm like a polar bear crawling through the tundra
Of some penumbral paradise
As I make my way to pen and paper
My guitar, some weed, imagination
January days blending into grey
But when the magic comes, the clouds get blown away

My troubles, they are ending
My sorrows, they are few
If I write a sunny love song every day
I can shine so bright on you, so true

My troubles, they have ended
My sorrows ended, too
I should write a sunny love song every day
I will shine so bright on you, so true