It's been along day in the city of dreams,everything that came together fell apart it seems alot of waitin, anticipation, tryin to reach your destination, hangin on a train to nowhere, held at bay on the way to everywhere.
I've been locked down to a certain kind of holding ground, tried to test my theories they have proven unsound. Lost in space, yet held in place, I wish that I could see your face, hanging on a a train to somewhere, in life on the way to everywhere.
On my way home, I got to get back to the place I belong say you'll stay a while I can't live without your smile but I can't see your smile from the telephone.
I can't see your face from the telephone
