Pinhead Gunpowder - Train Station Lyrics

Pacing, Thinking, Pacing, Thinking waiting, waiting Waiting by the phone that never rings Waiting for the letter That the postman never brings Telling me that you're sorry, that you miss me That I was rightm that I was wrong That we could work it out and get along But I'm waiting for the words that never come Sitting smoking in the doorway in Dinkytown Waiting patiently for you to come around Thinking if I lok hard enough Into each passing face Maybe they'll turn into you Or someone to take your place But the people and days pass And I'm still sitting, thinking Drinking on the platform at the station Drowning my sorrows Waiting for the train to come Having so much fun, wish you were here Cuz it's been years since the trains have run And I'm still waiting, waiting, waiting Waiting for the words that never come Pinhead Gunpowder Lyrics Train Station Lyrics