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Train of Love

We bought two one way tickets And boarded the Train of Love. We left the covered city With green hills and blue above. But later there was a tunnel And the driver forgot the lights. And when it was all over I was alone in the clear daylight. Now I wait by the ticket office To board the Train of Love. And if I should be so lucky I'll see the green hill and blue above. You must try to understand That when we reach the tunnel I'll grip him by the hand So he can not change his track, So he can not board another train When the sweet light turns black...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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