Light the corners of my mind
Misty watercolor memories
Of the way we wereScattered pictures
Of the smiles we left behind
Smiles we gave to one another
For the way we were
Can it be that it was all so simple then
Or has time rewritten every line
If we had the chance to do it all again
Tell me, would we?
But all I come up with are mental images of Erich Mielke and the rest of the Stasi goons, in black and white.