My heavens low but the songs the same
seems i'm always looking when i hear your name
you've been away but don't leave this side
seen all of your faces you've tried to hide
so i'm sitting here in a train station
traveling to an unknown destination
oh i always seem to try
still i'm one still i'm one to testify and i say
;chorus;
i'll find a way to let you know
hold me close when tradewinds blow
chances are you're over me, i'll catch that train eventually
To the questions that you're asking
i've only expected everything
these arms of mine are burning
as i see, as i see the pages turning
;chorus;