Friedrichshain

I was on my way back home
When I stumbled upon
A forest of purest green
I couldn’t look away
There was a shining light
So bright
I couldn’t look away
I couldn’t look away
In Friedrich’s little forest
He’s waiting there, for us to grow
There was a door to something so pure
A spark was there
Waiting for someone like me
Someone so far from home
I found a window
Water like crystal
The clearest thing I’ve seen
I couldn’t look away
It’s Friedrich’s little forest
He’s waiting there, for us to come
It’s Friedrich’s little forest
He’s waiting there, for us to come