Yes I saw you at the station. Long distance smiles. You were leaving for the weekend, catching the 4:55.
With the new friend for the season, another sad-eyed clown, helping to see that you fantasies go down.
And I have to wonder to myself why you have to go so far. Drift with life's daydream.
Trying to play the star, I still remember when you said baby now let's get away.
And I followed you like a schoolboy, I guess that's part of the game.
Now you call me say you're sorry. Give me long distance love. You say you'd like to see me. Maybe just for a while.
And you'd meet me at the station. There're on platform 9. And we'd leave for the weekend, riding for 4:55.
But I've played this scene too many times to ever feel the part again. I don't really want to think it. I already knew the end.
So bye bye Cin-Cinderella. Everything just has to change. And the midnight blues are calling. I guess that's part of the game.
But I've played this scene too many times to ever feel the part again. I don't really want to think it. I already knew the end.
So bye bye Cin-Cinderella. Everything just has to change. And the midnight blues are calling. I guess that's part of the game.