What Would I Do?

[CLIFF]
Fräulein Schnieder,
you can't give up that way!

[FRÄULEIN SCHNEIDER]
Oh yes, I can! That is easy to say! Easy for you. Fight!
And if you fail...what does it matter?
You pack your belongings. You move to Paris.
And if you do not like Paris - where? It is easy for you.
But if you were me...
With time rushing by
What would you do?
With the clock running down
What would you do?
The young always have the cure
Being brave, being sure, and free
But imagine if you were me

Alone like me
And this is the only world I know
Some rooms to let
The sum of a lifetime, even so

I'll take your advice
What would you do?
Would you pay the price?
What would you do?
Suppose simply keeping still
Means you'll manage until the end
What would you do, my brave, young friend?

Grown old like me
With neither the will not wish to run
Grown tired like me
Who hurries for bed when day is done
Grown wise like me
Who isn't at war with anyone
Not anyone!

With a storm in the wind
What would you do?
Suppose you're one frightened voice
Being told what the choice must be
Go on, tell me
I will listen
What would you do
If you were me?