Yes, I saw you at the station, long distance miles You were leaving for the weekend, catching the 455s With your new friend, photo season, another sad icon Helping to see that your fantasies go down And I have to wonder to myself, why you have to go so far Drifting with life's daydreams, trying to play the star I still remember when you said, baby now let's get away And I followed you like a schoolboy, I guess that's part of the game Now you call me, say you're sorry, you've been long distance love You said you'd like to see me, maybe just for a while And you meet me at the station, there on platform 9 And we'd leave for the weekend, riding the 455s But I've played this scene too many times, to ever feel the part again I don't really want to fake it, I already know the end So bye bye Cinderella, everything just has to change And the midnight blues are calling, I guess that's part of the game But I've played this scene too many times, to ever feel the part again I don't really want to fake it, I already know the end So bye bye Cinderella, everything just has to change And the midnight blues are calling, I guess that's part of the game Thanks for watching!