There is always a first...

Having for quite some time now followed a couple of blogs on the daily basis, I found myself wondering if I should not myself engage in blog writing. Not only do I love to write but I also love to bake, create, indulge in interior design and obviously to shop. Plus, I thought for quite some time that I should publish my travelling advises so that people do not themselves have to spend hours browsing through the internet but can actually rely on my tours, notes and first hand advices.

So, when I finally was convinced enough to start this blog, I spent hours thinking about its title. Then it finally hit me: it was some years ago when a friend of mine sent me the song by Martin Kesici entitled "Angel of Berlin" and told me that it so reminded her of me.

For those of you who never came across it: 

Meet her on a stormy Monday

Call up in the mess within myself
She was on the road to nowhere
And I was on the road to nowhere myself

How was I to know
All that would cross
How do I deserve
All the love that she gives yeah

CHORUS:
Where have you been
Were was I going
Angel Of Berlin, Angel Of Berlin
You've been so close but I didn't see you
Angel Of Berlin, Angel Of Berlin

How many lonely ways I wondered
How many lonely days I must have missed
I wouldn't wanna listen another
To let me be a better man this time

She makes me sing
She sets me free
And after all
I've got someone to be

CHORUS:
Where have you been
Were was I going
Angel Of Berlin, Angel Of Berlin
You've been so close but I didn't see you
Angel Of Berlin, Angel Of Berlin

How many lonely ways I wondered
How many lonely days I must have missed
I wouldn't wanna listen another
To let me be a better man this time

Tonight's the night
I've never been so alive
This couldn't be a better day
She calls me up
And calms me down
And round and round it goes oh yeah
Oh yeah

CHORUS:
Where have you been
Were was I going
Angel Of Berlin, Angel Of Berlin
You've been so close but I didn't see you
Angel Of Berlin, Angel Of Berlin

How many lonely ways I wondered
How many lonely days I must have missed
I wouldn't wanna listen another
To let me be a better man this time

Searching for nothing I finally found you
Angel of Berlin, Angel of Berlin
I Still can't believe how I could ever breath without
you
Angel Of Berlin