8.35 from lancaster

i'm sat on the train again
and once more in secret
i'm wishing it's the wrong one
i'm going to sleep and when i wake
i hope to be in some exotic place
far away from the shit
and the every day, inane

smith and samson

i've been out walking and ive seen their disbelief
been to the river i've seen needles in a tree
my name is smith and i can sing my song so blue
cos tonight i lost myself, in you

i waited out so long the sun ran out of shine
i thought of how you wrote, these are the Happy Times
my name is samson and i tore it down it's true
cos tonight i lost myself, in you
and i am a fool
cos you know i never learn
no i never learn

cos i don't believe in love
i just don't believe in love
no more
i don't believe in love
i just don't believe in love
no more

my name is smith and i can sing my song so blue
cos tonight i lost myself in you