I think what love stories are like train trips ,And when I see all these passengers, sometimes I want to be a
Why do you think so many people waiting on the dock to the station? Why do you think we all Flippe arrive late?
Trains often start when you least expect it And the love story t'emporte under the helpless eye witnesses The witness is your friends who you say goodbye on the dock They watch the train depart with a worried smile You also make you sign their comments and t'imagines Some believe that you plant, and that you do not have our feet on the ground Everyone is in his prognosis on the duration of the voyage For most train will derail from the first storm
The great love necessarily change your behavior From the first day must choose your compartment Corridor headquarters or against the glass, we must find the right place You choose what, a love story of the first or second class?
In the first kilometers you have eyes only for her face You not calculated the window behind the parade of landscapes You feel alive, you feel lighter, you do not spend time You're so good that you have almost want to embrace the controller
But the magic only lasts a time and your story wing of bat You you say you are there for nothing, and it was her fault The rumble of the train and you drunk every turn t'éc½ure Should you get up, as you walk, you gonna kill the heart
And the train slows, it's already the end of your story In addition you're a con, your friends remained at the statation You say goodbye to your name now that your ex In his diary on your behalf, it will move a coup Tipp-Ex
It is true that the stories of love is like train trips And when I see all these passengers, sometimes I want to be a
Why do you think so many people waiting on the dock to the station? Why do you think we all Flippe arrive late?
For many life boils down to trying to board the train To know what love discovering and full of energy For many the goal is to arrive at the right time To succeed his trip and access to happiness
It is easy to take a train, we must take the proper I got two, three trains but it was the wrong car Because trains are whimsical and some are inaccessible And I do not think all the time "with the SNCF, it's possible"
There are those for whom trains are still on strike And their love stories exist only in their dreams And are those who darken in the first set without attention But inevitably they dashed down to the next station Are those flippent to commit themselves because they are too emotional For them it's too risky to hold onto the locomotive And there adventurers qu'enchaînent travel on travel Once a story is over, they attacked another page
Me after my only real trip, I suffered for months It was left by mutual agreement, but it was more than I agree
Since I dragged on the dock, I watch trains departing Are doors that open, but in a station I feel from
It seems that train travel in general bad end If you is the case, hangs up and keeps morale
For one thing is certain: there will always be a terminus Now you are warned, next time you take the bus