Railroad station lights don't like to wait.
And here I am with my words and I'm too late.
Gritting sound of the wheels won't let me say,
Noisy people around are pushing me away.
I've heard a lot about the next time,
But the next time that is yours, it won't be mine.
You can be anywhere, everywhere you shine
But I'm still standing there with my absent mind.
The announcement asks to leave:
"Sears-off, leave the train"... and dreams.
Dissapears... and as it seems
Never have been close to me.
And in one of these days when things fall from my hands
I'm writting again, like it ever made sence.
Minus one from your list - not a big deal,
Multiply me by zero - that's how it feels.
The announcement asks to leave:
"Sears-off, leave your empty dreams!"
Dissapears... and as it seems
Never have been close to me.
Overcoming what is left
So unnecessary:
All the feelings I still have,
All the doubts I carrry.