Stations

I've spent a long time moving
Faster than my eyes could see
I've spent a long time trying
To be much more than I could be

Leaving what you know behind
With only memories
And music on the mind

Chor:
And I know these trains and stations
Even those I've never seen
But I've never found the patience
for long goodbyes... Goodbye.

Foreign countries, foreign lands
Home is where the heart flies free
Familiar faces, friendly hands
But I am not where I must be

Leaving those you know behind
With farewell songs
and distance on the mind

-Chor-

Bridge:
And my memories, they carry me
When I'm far from where my heart flies free
And maybe if it's meant to be
Once again your face I'll see

So now I'm on the move again
Slowly losing will and patience
As I leave behind yet another friend
To write these songs in empty stations

Don't look back on those left behind
Mute the pain
The future is in the mind

-Last Chor- -Solo- -Out-


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