Hours Pass in Vain

I hold my breath
And count the days again
The razor cut so deep into my brain
As I watch the trains pass by

Another day has passed without a sign
I walk along the rails
To find the secret wagon,
Which brings me back to you

It seems like we're running out of reasons
Acting like aliens without confidence
It seems like we're running out of reasons
Stranded in a train
Where the hours pass in vain

I hold my breath and
Count to ten again
Your smile still knocks me down
Like a dethroned king without a crown
This great affair has passed without a sound
I had no doubts
There were no shouts
And the train is history again



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