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People believe that love is such an easy thing Like buying a ticket and hopping on a train Knowing it will get you to wherever you need to go Then you can step off as easily as you got on But love is never that simple Love comes when the terminal is cold And you need shelter from the storm Love comes when you’ve seen it all in your desolate town And your soul is telling you to move on Love is your refuge from the insanity of life And once you’re on that train You’re comfortable in your surroundings Around those headed the same way Knowing nothing is going to be in your way As you embark on this journey You are content riding love for all its worth But then, suddenly The train slows to a complete Stop And everyone must get off And you step right back out into the cold Somewhere new and yet just as much alone And as much as you wish you can stay on that train Your ticket is one way And the conductor says you can’t stay So you stand there Cold and alone Watching love pull away And you start to wonder If you were better off never getting on that train To understand my words, you must first understand my mind. Balik737 |