The train is so cold tonight
My fingers too numb to write
But i write to spite the cold
And moon i can see you there
You're still hangin in there
Though you are so very old
And i'm just thinking about a boy
Wearing wintergreen corduroy
You're waking me where i sleep
You're taking me where i keep on
Telling myself not to go
What am i suppose to do
All by myself without you
On a train moving so slow
I'm just thinking about a boy
Wearinf wintergreen corduroy
On the train again moving away from you
On the train again moving away from you
On the train again i never wanted to . . . leave
The sun has set in the west
The moon is doing her best
to light up the sky tonight
I look to the moon for you
maybe you're looking too
It's really a lovely sight
And i'm just thinking about a boy
Wearing my wintergreen corduroy
On the train again moving away from you
On the train again moving away from you
On the train again i never intended to . . . . leave . . . you
The train is so cold tonight ...
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