Yes, I saw you at the station
Long distant smile
You were leaving for the weekend
Catching the four fifty five
With your new friend for the season
Another southern clown
Hoping to see what it would be with another fantasy
And I have to wonder myself
Why you have to go so far
Drifting like in the daydream trying to play the star
And I still remember when you said
" Hey babe, let's get away "
And I follow you like a school boy
I guess that's part of the game
Now you call, say you sorry
Long distant love
You say you would like to see me
Maybe just for a while
And you meet me at the station there on platform nine
And we'll leaving for the weekend riding the four fifty five
But I've played this scene too many times
To ever feel the part again
I don't really want to take it
I already know the end
So bye bye seeing Cinderella
Everything has to change
And the midnight blues are calling
I guess that's part of the game
