| And its early, I’m standing in the chill,
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| Right across, There’s a lady who waits.
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| I shiver, hoping it won’t be long.
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| There’s a train, it is heading my way,
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| And I don’t know where I’m going.
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| Must I always remember
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| I can’t keep looking back?
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| Must they always remind me
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| The goal is hard to reach?
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| Very pretty, the country goes by.
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| Very far, from where I used to be.
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| I don’t feel like dreaming anymore.
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| I contain my emotions
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| And I think I understand…
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| Must I always remember
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| I can’t keep looking back?
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| Must they always remind me
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| The goal is hard to reach?
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| Very soon, we will enter a city.
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| All the same as where I came from
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| And I’ll like it just the same…
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| Must I always remember
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| I can’t keep looking back?
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| Must they always remind me
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| The goal is hard to reach? |