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