It's 5 o'clock

driving sown Park Lane

as London leaves

for the weekend again

through the dark city streets

in the clinging rain

I take my car

towards the Thames

and Waterloo......

6.02 Waterloo

Was that a face I saw?

No, just a trick of light

It's getting clearer now

but moving out of sight

It's cold and late

and I can't miss that train

I turn around

walk through the arch

of Waterloo

I saw the same hooded face

He beckoned me from the gate

"Did you not know, my friend?

Ten years ago was the end

After the war

Waterloo was no more,

But your ticket states

There is one train

It's leaving now

And there is a place

Remember my face

and Waterloo......"