The acid taste of rain in all that remains
Of our smoke in the mist and the sound of your train
As we kissed on the tracks and your train pulled away
You waved goodbye and said "I'll be back someday"
But a someday girl just ain't worth waiting for
Someday never comes knocking at my door
Maybe next Tuesday I'll wait some more
Till then I'll grab a seat with the guys here on the floor
I'm standing at the station in a winter rain
Waiting for my Tuesday girl and the evening train
With the cabbies and the fathers and the boiyfriends
Watching the time and the tracks and the signal lights over the line
They're ok when their train comes they'll be fine
A someday girl just ain't worth waiting for
Someday never comes knocking at my door
Maybe next Tuesday I'll wait some more
Till then I'll grab a seat with the guys here on the floor
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
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