Tekster: Mary Fahl. The Station.

Empty station
He is waiting on a silent afternoon
Summer's waning and today they
Only have an hour or two
She comes into view

Leave the world for a moment with you
Shades of gray slowly fade into blue

In her face he looks for traces
Of the woman he once knew
Not forgetting, past regretting
Hidden hours and hotel rooms

Endless yearning
Hope is burning, time for moving on
Seasons turning, never learning
Finally leaving each alone

Leave the world for a moment with you
Shades of gray slowly melt into blue

Endless yearning
Hope is burning, time for moving on
Words unspoken, hearts are broken
Finally leaving each alone