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Lost in Leipzig

Carl Cleves

Snow on the windscreen and ice on the road
I’m walking the streets in my grandfather’s coat
Left my car in a loading zone
I’ve lost my way, far from home
The church of Saint Thomas has grime on its face
While inside the ghost of Sebastian plays
It’s not the sound of his ancient klavier
But the gipsy outside that brings on a tear

Lost in Leipzig
I’m lost in Leipzig
Lost in Leipzig
The old regime has clipped his wings
But in the cold the gipsy sings
Lost in Leipzig
I’m lost in Leipzig

She comes home from work and takes off her coat
There on the table is the note that I wrote
She puts on a kettle, picks up a toy
A goodnight kiss to our little boy
She gathers some clothing and stares in a daze
Washing the dishes while Mendelssohn plays
Hands me a bowl of peaches and cream
‘Till it all fades away like a scene from a dream

Lost in Leipzig
I’m lost in Leipzig
Lost in Leipzig
The old regime has clipped his wings
But in the cold this gipsy sings
Lost in Leipzig
I’m lost in Leipzig

Lock my heart up in a case
Of memories I can’t erase
Go looking for a hiding place

Lost in Leipzig
I’m lost in Leipzig