I'm not the midnight train
Waiting at the station
Coming and going
Coming
And
Going
Do you see me here
Wait with me
Traveling alone
Never asking me where I'm going
My suit case full
Am I not the beauty
As you cast your stone
My heart beating on broken tracks
Dead
And gone
A leather cliche
I'm more than fascinated
But you can't read this can you
Or your suitcase would be ready
I'm more than this
I'm a kiss
Hello
Not just good bye
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