The man looked on in his impatience
the passing of a train that never arrives.
What are you looking at, good man?
What are you looking forward to?
I wait for my train, I wait for my train...
What train? This station never recieved any train.
A train that takes me out or kills me.
An angel approached closer and whispered:
"Pretty heart, what did they do to you?
Pretty heart, you became like ice,
Demons are angels from heaven,
that by mistake they were denied love..."
the passing of a train that never arrives.
What are you looking at, good man?
What are you looking forward to?
I wait for my train, I wait for my train...
What train? This station never recieved any train.
A train that takes me out or kills me.
An angel approached closer and whispered:
"Pretty heart, what did they do to you?
Pretty heart, you became like ice,
Demons are angels from heaven,
that by mistake they were denied love..."
