Wednesday train,
can´t explain
there she sat and smiled.
Window seat,
hoping she´d
never go
away.
Half past twelve
I lose myself
on the bridge
to you.
Here on this bridge I will stand now and then
here in the midst of my tears where I am.
Wednesday train
across the plains
halfway through my life.
There she flew,
the smiling face,
womanlike,
away.
Here on this bridge I will stand now and then
here in the midst of my love where I am.
Wednesday train,
can´t explain,
there she was and went.