Yet another lonely day
awake.
When I'm with you
I am dreaming.
I want sleep to come to me
once in a while.
But your bed is all you see
and I'm tired.

So I'll take the night train home
to where I belong.
Though it leads away from you
I know something's wrong.
So I take the night train home,

but I'll leave some room so
you can take the night train too.
I'll be waiting alone.

Seven nights a week
I want you,
but all you want
are your toys.
Loving me is not
convenient, no,
but it's worth the time
or so I'm told.

,I'll be waiting for you.