As my train pulls out I look back
At the tears falling from her eyes
I came for both goodbyes
Something in her lost expression
Seems to be asking why I go
Funny, even I don't know
I don't know where i'm going to
Or what I'll find
Could it be that I'm waiting for
The girl I left behind?
Now I want to reach my hand out
And wipe the wet tears from her cheek
Touch those lips too scared to speak
But I know there are two directions
To each and every rail road track
Does she know that I'll come back?
Does she know, that I'll come back?
Toegevoegd door Sanderxx op za 07 jul, 2012 9:04 pm