My patience runs thin, another hour spend drowning beneath the neon, waiting for the midnight train
How long has it been? 4 or 5 years, more than a thousand tears, I can't remember
For you are the ultimate pretender, your skin reeks of lies and deception, of denial and rejection
You kept me waiting, freezing under the night sky, holding on to love against the breezing wind of loneliness
My dearest priestess of sunshine, my will won't be shaken by the thundering steel
Thus, when the train arrives, I stood still
Let it be known that the coldness within your eyes stand useless against the hope of holding your arms
I've seen the meaning of your silence, it cause me no harm
when the train door is upon me, your smile remains a place of happiness and warmth