Train

Streets are empty, no one is around, from my window I see rain falling on the ground.

In a distance I hear sound of speeding train, or is just my imagination playing with my brain.

The sound is far, but yet so near,

I touched my face , I touched my tear.

A sip of coffee made me smile, but not for long, just for a while.

All I need is that one feeling when I met you in september. That is the day I still remember.

It was dark andit started to rain, when you got on the same train.

But that is a story for another day, another song. Lets just say, after few years we didn't get along.

Now Iam here all alone and in pain, looking through my window on that poring rain.