| It’s five miles till I see my lover
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| I guess you could say that she’s more than that
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| I’ve been sat in this seat now for hours
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| Reading my book like a map
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| Yeah these windows are crying
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| And this train is dying
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| To meet you
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| This train is filled with emotions
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| They all make me think about you
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| When we pass these old desert stations
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| I want to go there with you
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| It’s four miles and counting
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| And my hands are shouting to meet you
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| To meet you is fine
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| For i know you’re all mine
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| Waiting is nice, i can think of her eyes
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| These tracks can lead
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| Just to one place
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| And your face
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| That i kiss and embrace when I meet you
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| I’m wondering if you will ever come with me
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| And we can play husband and wife
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| We could waltz around this globe and its mystery
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| Then rest till the end of our lives
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| Yeah its 2 miles and closing
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| And i’m overdosing on you
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| Dah da doo… to meet you
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| Dah da doo… to meet you
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| Yeah these windows are crying
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| And this train is dying to meet you |