作词 : Mike Mansfield
Waiting for a train in the pouring rain, when they saw you,
they wanted to feel something but felt nothing,
holding no applause for the doom and gloom, but it's all true,
we wanted to be somewhere, feeling Spring in the air,
open for the blues and a downfall, somehow you pulled through,
you wanted to feel nothing, but you felt something,
you're not alone, no,
where do we go when we feel like we're missing home?
throwing stones at me like I wouldn't see as you float by,
I wanted to feel my face, rather than be replaced,
waiting for a train in the pouring rain, when they saw you,
they wanted to feel something but felt nothing,
you're not alone, no,
where do we go when we feel like we're missing home?
作词 : Mike Mansfield
Waiting for a train in the pouring rain, when they saw you,
they wanted to feel something but felt nothing,
holding no applause for the doom and gloom, but it's all true,
we wanted to be somewhere, feeling Spring in the air,
open for the blues and a downfall, somehow you pulled through,
you wanted to feel nothing, but you felt something,
you're not alone, no,
where do we go when we feel like we're missing home?
throwing stones at me like I wouldn't see as you float by,
I wanted to feel my face, rather than be replaced,
waiting for a train in the pouring rain, when they saw you,
they wanted to feel something but felt nothing,
you're not alone, no,
where do we go when we feel like we're missing home?