I sit here for hours but I know he's coming
Waiting in that old and dirty cafe
Through the windows I see people running
Trying to catch their trains
I lay my paper on the dusty table
I try to read but I raise my head
Every time I see a train is coming
This is what I'd like to say
Take me to the place that I love
Take me to the place of my happiness
To the mountains above; the place I used to love
The day is over still the rain is falling
A cup of coffee to keep me awake
Should I stay; should I leave; should I go home now
Should I wait for another train?
I grab my things; I put on my raincoat
This time I'll make it real
And getting into the train I whisper
I know you will...
Take me to the place that I love...
And as I stare out of the window
I can see me home town fading away
Goodbye my friends I have to find my freedom
I had to find my way
Take me to the place that I love
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