It was a salt town in North Germany
The taste of licorice on your tongue
Wrapped in brick like baroque architect
A flower you can not know its name
It's familiar all the same
You know you can't forget this instant
Fleeting though it is
All through your life
You'll think on this sight
With an ohhhh
Our favorite moments
Make us ache the most
Next time you find yourself in paradise
Sketch me a landscape
With your words
So I can pick out every detail
For when I return
With an ohhhh
Our favorite moments
Make us ache the most
Ohhhh