Communism's dead and gone
Refugees are living on the breadline
Hoping for better days

Coming in from hungary
Czech poles and albany
Riding the train to germany

We are waiting on the borderline
Sleeping in the railway station
Waiting for a better time

Nothing ventured nothing gained
Everybody take the strain
Try to see clearly trough a misty haze

This is just a passing phase
Soon there will be better days
Not like the ones we live today

I am not to blame
Just a pawn in this game
Moving slowly forwards and back again

(we must carry further on)

We are waiting on the borderline
Sleeping in the railway station
Waiting for a better time

All i have is what i take
Brings me nearer to may fake
Wrapped up in a plastic bag

Communism's dead and gone
Refugees are living on the breadline
Hoping for better days