Sitting in a lonely station
near the borderline
wond'rin 'bout my destination
and the former times
for years I tried so hard to find
a reason to hold out
but found myself in dead end streets
so that I couldn't even shout
Did you ever realize a sign
of a life that could be mine
did you ever want to give me
the shelter of love
I never planned an act of desperation
I won't challenge your remorse
whereas an executed suicide
could upset a numb disguise
melancholic moods surround me
but without complacency
those easy-going days are gone
it hurts to feel I'm on my own
Did you ever realize a sign
of a life that could be mine
did you ever want to give me
the shelter of love
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