Lyrics Train Home - 77 Bombay Street

Train Home

In the dark of a trainstation
You were there at the same station
Waiting for the train home
Sitting on the cold wet stairs
With a story you don’t want to share
Waiting for the train home
When I saw you wrapped in your rain coat
I felt connected to your soul, to your soul
You were looking like a rock 'n' roll song
And I wondered where you came from, where you came from
And I remember I saw your face
The most beautiful thing in this place
And when you asked me to come along
I wasn’t sure if it’s right or wrong
I took the train home, woah oh
I took the train home, yeah yeah
A week later in a dusty bar
Still wondering who you are
Waiting for the train home
Woah, then I saw you in a noisy crowd
I couldn’t speak, but my heart beat loud
Waiting for the train home