There are no last chances
anymore
The last train has left
either you're on it or not
doesn't matter to me
Do you care?
There it goes
speeding away
Did you jump on just in time?
Are you finding yourself?
Have you found me as well?
in that new little hum-drum life
But perhaps
you're still here,
standing right here beside
with that quiet little smile that you have
Saying softly to me
"did you think I could leave?"
"did you think I would miss you at all?"
When I look to my left
will I see you right there?
Holding my life in your hands
Or have you dashed off
without one glance behind
As I stand here at the station alone.
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