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A night in the city

Words & Music
by B. Blanke
 
Background vocals
by Christina Bädeker,
     Marlies Curth,
     Johanna Gerdts &
     Insa Scheller,
Saxophone
by Christine Kienert,
Violin
by Insa Scheller,
Lead vocals &
all other instruments
by Lothlorien
 

the city 2

Just a little bit of love

The little girl is wandering through the streets alone
Her flimsy jacket gives no shelter from the cold
She carries a cuddly toy that she’s hugging tight
She’s much too young to walk the streets at night,
She ran away from home again
Can’t stand this fights that happens every day
No need to creep out of the door
They didn’t notice her no more
All she wishes is a little bit of attention sometimes
Just a little bit of warmth
Just a little bit of security
Just a little bit of love.

There must have been days when they still were a real family
She hardly can remember that time
There’s a crumpled photo showing them under a Christmas tree
Daddy strokes her hair and mummy smiles
Since daddy lost his job there’s just screaming and row
He’s mostly sloshed when she comes home from school
When he drunk himself in rage and beats mum again
She wishes to be invisible and she hides away
All she wishes is a little bit of peace sometimes
Just a little bit of warmth
Just a little bit of harmony
Just a little bit of love.

Just now she saw a courting couple through the window of a restaurant
They were roughly in the same age of mum and dad,
They were holding hands and looking at each other with eyes full of love
The man was talking and she wished to hear what he said
She wished she could sit down by their side
Just to be part of this harmony for a while
Between mum and dad there’s always screaming and row
She can’t stand this quarreling no more
All she wishes are some loving words sometimes
Just a little bit of warmth
Just a little bit of tenderness
Just a little bit of love.

The little girl is wandering through the streets alone
Her flimsy jacket is getting soaked and she’s getting cold
She’s a little bit afraid and she doesn’t know where to go
So she decides to go back home
No need to creep through the door
They will not notice her no more
Dad will sleep it off in front of the TV
Mum will have cried herself to sleep
All she wishes is a little bit of attention sometimes
Just a little bit of warmth
Just a little bit of cosiness
Just a little bit of love.


Translation: german flag