Leaves are falling down
Here beneath the stars
And the train
It’s right on time
You don’t know much about me

You could tell her why
How the story starts
And may we talk
From time to time
Then return
To my senses

I remember
Winter needles in my hands
And old discussions
That I will never live again

Can I steal her love
In pieces one more time?
And can you tell her
How we were when she comes back?

Here I am
And the train it’s right on time
Like every morning
I should not feel ashamed

But I still remember
And your name leave a hole
Like every station
I think it’s time to take the train