Berlin at 5, we were barely alive
With Sean on piano, we sang until it was light
We wont get no sleep, until a homeward bound flight
These are the highs of my life
A Street lined parade on a St Patricks Day
In the green, white and gold, the thousands they came
I sang the Streets of New York, with the bravest of the brave
These are the highs of my life
Where do you find your wonder?
In the colours of skies,or the grace of a bird in flight
Whispers to sounds of thunder
And these are the highs of my life
Three wishes Ive had, and I dont understand
What makes me so special, like a king of the land
But you babys first cry can change any man
These are the highs of my life
But there are times that I just wont remember
Like eating the Italian last supper
When I think of the years that are plundered,oh,oh
I played my guitar down at Willies wine bar
I sang Billy Joel, and sometimes Whiskey in the Jar
I said “mines a white”and its got me this far
These are the highs of my life
Where do you find your wonder?
In the colours of skies,the grace of a bird in flight
Whispers to sounds of thunder
These are the highs of my life
Where do you find your wonder?
In the colours of skies,the grace of a bird in flight
Whispers to sounds of thunder
These are the highs of my life
Berlin at 5