And its early, I'm standing in the chill,

Right across, There's a lady who waits.

I shiver, hoping it won't be long.

There's a train, it is heading my way,

And I don't know where I'm going.

Very pretty, the country goes by.

Very far, from where I used to be.

I don't feel like dreaming anymore.

I contain my emotions

And I think I understand...

Very soon, we will enter a city.

All the same as where I came from

And I'll like it just the same...