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点击复制The train whistle cuts through the night
Platform lights flicker dim and bright
I stand here waiting heart in hand
Time slips by like shifting sand
No sign of you in the crowd’s parade
My hope burns low yet won’t fade
The wind carries whispers soft and thin
“Will you come back”I ask again
Trains come and go a endless show
Each one takes a piece of my soul
Platform’s cold but I won’t move
For you I’ll wait till the dawn breaks through
The moon hangs high a silent spy
Watching me pine watching time fly
If you return I’ll hold you tight
This platform’s where my love takes flight