Yes, I saw you at the station, long-distance miles
You were leaving for the weekend, catching a 455
With your new friend for the season, another Santa clown
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, goodbye 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're leaving for the weekend, riding the 455
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
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