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Once more just before I'm leaving, Torn on the platform. Once more just before I'm leaving, Torn on the platform. 'Cause I miss you, And I love you, And I know this is over for now. 'Cause I miss you Ooh how I miss you, You're not my girl, You're my town. A weekend away, Leave the city today, Don't want the big smoke to leave me behind. The train leaves at 2, Platform 3 Waterloo, 50p to the tramp makes me feel kind. I get a good seat, With the window, my feet, Are up on the one in front everyone stares, But why do they care? Like there's feelings in chairs, Trapped for 3 hours until I get there Cos my Eyes, eyes, eyes Are not Dry, dry, dry As I Realise, ise, ise That in a few minutes this train will be gone Sighs, sighs, sighs City Fly's, fly's, fly's Wonder Why, why, why Would anyone want to leave where I come from? Torn on the platform Torn on the platform Torn on the platform It's 1.58 wish that I had been late And missed the train and given them an excuse But what is the use, I've less slack than a nouse Do or die stay or go what shall I choose Cos my Eyes, eyes, eyes Are not Dry, dry, dry As I Realise, ise, ise That in a few minutes this train will be gone Sighs, sighs, sighs City Fly's, fly's, fly's Wonder Why, why, why Would anyone want to leave where I come from? Torn on the platform Torn on the platform Torn on the platform Like in a film the motion starts to slow As the beeping carriage doors begine to close Momenterily I'm standing froze Then I jump between the gap Land on the platform flat I'm not Torn on the platform Torn on the platform Torn on the platform |