Sitting still on a
Moving train though I don′t know
Jokes about your name.
It's raining in the living room
So we know its gonna be over soon.
As we met though I don′t think that
This is the first time
That I have been in the presence
Of this beautiful mind.
You refuse to admit I was the
One in your dreams.
But I think that you know I want it
More than it seems.
Do I know you from that perfect story
That we wrote for you and me,
Am I wrong?
I have been waiting for that
Perfect ending
Then we won't talk about it
If I'm wrong.
Again
Again
