Love in the Time of Socialism Yellow House

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[Verse 1]
Maybe I'd be better off in Berlin
Or as an artist's muse in London
Drifting from hand to hand
Maybe I was born to be a sailor
Drop my anchors in Antigua
As a travelling fisherman

But I am home wherever you are near
There's no life in anything
When you're not here

[Refrain]
What could take my love away?

[Verse 2]
Maybe I was destined for philosophy
Leading leftist ideologies
At the Paris-Sorbonne
Dreaming up the splendid demise
Of the societies we despise
At Café de Flore

But these things lose all their meaning and allure
If you're not there to
Witness the grandeur