Stations Lyrics

Front row, my show, fasho, you go laugh at my banter

Buy tote, my tote, fasho, you won't give me an answer

Drink me a beer, cold beer, change my euro to zloty

Wake up, your bed, my hands, all over your body

I'm three countries behind

In my diary

But I still feel you

Deep inside of me

I had to take the train away from you, precious

I really wish that I stayed for your breakfast

You say your city's charming when seen in the morning light

But we'll always have our love, or we'll have last night

Meet me on the platform in an hour's time

Turn this train around just to make you mine

I'll miss my show in Leipzig, or I'll miss your Warsaw ways

Easier decisions have been made