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From: "A Selection of B-Sides"
Another Song About Trains
The train was full but still I found my empty double
seat
We shuddered - some girl gawped to watch you walk across the bridge
I missed Tyneside, lost amid Holden Caulfield's escapades
But I swear I saw the letters draw your picture on the page
I won't pretend that I love you blindly
Won't pretend that you're here inside me
It doesn't work like that, no matter what we thought
I won't be there when you truly need me
But if I'm there and you say you want me
We'll work something out
I can promise you no more
Through North Yorkshire, the stubble burned like tiny
candle flames
The girl across the table roped my in to play her game
Her mother asked me not to play - not till she'd settled down
And her mother had a shirt like yours the shirt that I had torn
I won't pretend that I love you blindly
Won't pretend that you're here inside me
It doesn't work like that, no matter what we thought
I won't be there when you truly need me
But if I'm there and you say you want me
We'll work something out
I can promise you no more
At Leeds the train filled itself with workers going
home
Covering up their kindnesses with faces out of stone
At Huddersfield as I left I turned around to find some sign
I had a niggling feeling that something had been left behind
I won't pretend that I love you blindly
Won't pretend that you're here inside me
It doesn't work like that, no matter what we thought
I won't be there when you truly need me
But if I'm there and you say you want me
We'll work something out
I can promise you no more
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