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Leaving On The 9:45 Words & Music by James Mark ©2001 Bonobos |
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Looking like she's leaving on the 9:45 Mist of the morning hiding sad, pretty eyes Staring at her face, I feel a smile falling off of mine Because it's feeling like good-bye Don't know how I saw her, I was only passing by Don't know if I could help her, but I would of liked to try Got to take a leap of faith, break on through the ice Because it's feeling like good-bye And if I ever saw her again, tell you what I'd do Take your hand, make you understand Want to help you through, you could help me too Guess I was only dreaming, alone against the tide Never ventured never gained, the secrets of her life A perfect love that never was, cannot be defiled Now it's feeling like good-bye And if I ever saw her again, tell you what I'd do Take your hand, make you understand Want to help you through, you could help me too Looking like she's leaving on the 9:45 |
