Bjorn Berge Trains
I'm sitting on a train
that brings me far away
Because I can't sustain
my life's a darling grey (?)
I look at everyone
that travels just like me
And I wonder if they're run
way to join the free
I don't know who they are
or where they're going to
But I know my game so far
And what I have to do
A woman reads a book
about love afair
She has a longing look
that makes her eye so wierd
A man he smokes his pint
Enjoying every drag
Some kids maintain their hype
Old ladys loudly mad
I don't know who they are
or where they're going to
But I know my game so far
And what I have to do
Hey-ye-i-ye-year
I'm sitting on a train
Hey-ye-i-ye-year
I'm sitting on a train
