| @KMIDI KARAOKE FILE@LENGL@TTrain Of Thought@Ta-ha@Tkar by Mike M (April 2000)
He likes to have the morning paper´s crossword solved
Words go up words come down
Forwards backwards twisted round
He grabs a pile of letters from a small suitcase
Disappears into an office
It´s another working day
And his thoughts are full of strangers
Corridors of naked lights
And his mind once full of reason
Now there´s more than meets the eye
Oh, a stranger´s face he carries with him
He likes a bit of reading on the subway home
A distant radio whistling tunes that nobody knows
At home a house awaits him, he unlocks the door
Thinking once there was a sea here
But there never was a door
And his thoughts are full of strangers
And his eyes to numb to see
And nothing that he knows of
And nowhere where he´s been
Was ever quite like this
Yeah
And his thoughts are full of strangers
Corridors of naked lights
And his mind once full of reason
Now there´s more than meets the eye
Oh, a stranger´s face he carries with him
And at heart
He´s full of strangers
Dodging on his train of thought
Train of thought |
