By dave fenton

And again I wait for you
My tired hands are turning blue
I'm not sure if it's night or day
My body's aching in the cold and rain
But, I can't go home in case you're on the next train
So, here I stand - I'm just waiting for you

Everybody I know has to face the trains
Everybody I know makes the same mistakes

Playing games I turn around
I kick my heals I count the clowns
I watch another lonely man
Oh, but there's something in the air
That says I'm in the right place
So, I gaze at the crowd I'm trying to find the right face
And there it is - you say you're sorry too

Everybody I know has to face the trains
Everybody I know makes the same mistakes

Well, there's a hole in the ground
That seems to eat me up
I can't say enough about the two of us
My arms are breaking I can't hold you enough

Oh, I can't hold you enough
Oh, I can't hold you enough
I want to love you again
I want to love you again
I want to love you again
I want to love you again
I want to love you again
I want to love you again
I want to love you again
I wan'a, I wan'a, I wan'a

Everybody I know has to face the trains
Everybody I know makes the same mistakes

Well, I took you to a glycerine party everynight
I followed on my lead when you put out the light
I couldn't fight the feeling that it's warmer than rain
I couldn't fight the feeling that you can't fight trains cause I know

Nobody tastes like you
Nobody looks like you
Nobody loves like you
Nobody tastes like you
Nobody looks like you
I can't go home
I wan'a do it again
I wan'a do it again
I wan'a do it again
I wan'a do it again
I wan'a do it again
I wan'a do it again
I wan'a do it again
I wan'a, I wan'a, I wan'a

(what did you say? )
I said a lot of things that I didn't mean
(tell me why? )
Cause I was hungry for your sweet 16
(so you lied? )
Oh, just to keep you here you're so naive
I get so lost and lame
Like on a ball and chain but, I wan'a do it again
I wan'a do it again
I wan'a do it again
I wan'a do it again
I wan'a do it again
I wan'a do it again
I wan'a do it again
I wan'a do it again
I wan'a, I wan'a, I wan'a

Everybody I know has to face the trains
Everybody I know makes the same mistakes
Don't let the trains get'ya

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• Civic Hall
• Galleries for Guns
• Here Comes The Judge
• Sixty Second Interval
• Somehow
• Spring Collection
• Trains
• Turning Japanese