Packing up the fairground
Unsold wares in sacks
Its A slow day in the village
A slow week and a broken back
Heavens open up above you
Let go of everything they've got
And so it happens once more But who's keeping score
You're left in the cold again
And you're waiting
For the sun to shine
On your rainy day parade
It'll take some time
For me to say
The words that have been delayed
And I'm waiting
Too much too long
For a train that never comes
Standing
At the station
Still singing the same old song
Singing it wrong
Singing it wrong
Foxes hide in their dens
As they rest their weary heads
They've got feathers in their mouths
From catching all the birds
Mothers mourning babies
Lost to cunning jaws
Predator and prey Dance and sway
So the cycle goes on and on
And you're waiting
For the sun to shine
On your rainy day parade
It'll take some time
For me to say
The words that have been delayed
And I'm waiting
Too much too long
For a train that never comes
Standing
At the station
Still singing the same old song
Singing it wrong
Singing it wrong
And if distance makes the heart grow fonder
And familiar breeds contempt,
Then there's someone on the other side
Of the world Who I love to death
Packing up your fair house
Clothes and books In bags
It's time to leave the village
A new life not looking back
Heavens up open up above you
Golden Rays warm up your bones
Say goodbye nevermore Lock up the door
Back on the road again
And you're waiting
For the sun to shine
On your rainy day parade
It'll take some time
For me to say
The words that have been delayed
And I'm waiting
Too much too long
For a train that never comes
Standing
At the station
Still singing the same old song
Singing it wrong
Singing it wrong