She was going away on a Sunday train
Only if he could see her again
And tell her what she never expected to hear
From him
He was feeling like it was the first day again
Well now that we could not see him in pain
He could not let her go without saying
It tonight
She might say yes and wave him goodbye
Or could sit quietly as the train chugged by
She should definitely jump out and hug him
In tears
She was going away on a Sunday train
Only if we could see her again
And tell her what she never expected to hear
From us
We’d say, come now he’s such a good guy
He will keep you happy and always dry
So don’t you break his loving heart
Apart
Saturday, August 29, 2009
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