The Girl at Charing Cross Station (Pax) [Album]

9. The Girl at Charing Cross Station (Pax) Seats are all taken It’s Friday night At Charing Cross Station When I first catch sight of you Standing alone Am I dreaming? A trick of the light? Nothing’s changed, you're still the same Then you slip away Girl on the train looks like you She’s looking back so I smile too Though I hurt you—now I’m sated Stop this war—kill the hatred Slow and slow, slow, and slow Let’s go out tonight and trail out into the light The girl on the train looks like you, She’s looking back so I smile too A thousand faces, this rain is burning Run for cover, our platform’s turning Slow and slow, slow, and slow Let’s go out tonight and step out into the light God it’s such a pain—spending half our lives Going round in circles, but we keep on running, why? Because you never know who you might find But which train are you on? Which train are you on? Which train are you on?