Queenstown

Waiting at the station, yet another train
She tucks a lock of stray hair under her scarf
Then shifts her feet and shudders, on April's wicked play
The blanket sky is painted with forty shades of grey
She knows she should be going

Although the journey's just begun
The past is far behind
She's clasping her ticket
It's only good one way
In just a few days' time
She'll be in far Amerikay

Secret whispers in the dark behind a wall of stone
Virgin hearts were burning with desire
In the land of plenty their life will be their own
Walking proudly hand in hand down the streets of cobblestone
Stopping at the baker's for a scone

Leaning on the railing, staring at the foam
She wonders if she'll miss him in the end
Her stomach turning over, must be the rolling seas
But she won't greet the new life on her bended knees
There's a will and there's a way
There's a will and there's a way

Although the journey's just begun
The past is far behind
She's clasping her ticket
It's only good one way
In just a few days' time
She'll be in far Amerikay



Credits
Writer(s): Ilkka Kullervo Ranta-aho
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