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In Germany before the war
There was a man who owned a store
In nineteen hundred thirty four
In Düsseldorf

And every night at five o nine
He'd cross the park down to the Rhine
And he'd sit there by the shore

I'm looking at the river, but I'm thinking of the sea...
I'm thinking of the sea...
I'm looking at the river, but I'm thinking of the sea...

A little girl has lost her way
With hair of gold and eyes of grey
Reflected in his glasses
As he watches her.

A little girl has lost her way
With hair of gold and eyes of grey...

I'm looking at the river, but I'm thinking of the sea...
Thinking of the sea... I'm thinking of the sea...
I'm looking at the river, but I'm thinking of the sea...

We lie beneath the autumn sky
My little golden girl and I
And she lies very still...
In Germany before the war   There was a man who owned a store   In nineteen hundred thirty four   In Düsseldorf      And every night at five o nine   He'd cross the park down to the Rhine   And he'd sit there by the shore      I'm looking at the river, but I'm thinking of the sea...   I'm thinking of the sea...   I'm looking at the river, but I'm thinking of the sea...      A little girl has lost her way   With hair of gold and eyes of grey   Reflected in his glasses   As he watches her.      A little girl has lost her way   With hair of gold and eyes of grey...      I'm looking at the river, but I'm thinking of the sea...   Thinking of the sea... I'm thinking of the sea...   I'm looking at the river, but I'm thinking of the sea...      We lie beneath the autumn sky   My little golden girl and I   And she lies very still...