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Train arrives The wind-driven plastic bags Fly over the fence The sun reflects from the rails But there is no one That I could recognize as the one That I've been waiting for all the day Like a sign from the sky Walk don't run Not every day is the same There'll be no rain To spoil your Saturday make-up And there is no one Who could really say for sure If we're making out wishes Upon satellites or stars I wish I could Become a strang?r to myself Or an empty seat In a l?aving train for good There is no one Who could even roughly estimate If we're sending our prayers To satellites or stars
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