are you traveling to New York with your guitar?
or are you going off alone?
are you meeting someone?
will you think of me when you get there?
do you think of me at all these days?
this train will take you farther than I dare go
just outside my head
it's 600 miles up there
a long drive by anyone's standards
and I cannot guarantee too many visits
and I cannot guarantee too many letters
this station has its separate paths
and we our separate tracks
our separate tracks
I know that I am hard to Love
and I know that I ask for far too much
but we get what we ask for sometimes
and sometimes we miss the mark
we miss the mark
well now I travel the world with my guitar
but I remain so alone
sometimes I meet someone
I think of no-one some days
someone's just enough
to sweetly fill my time
and sometimes nothing but a dream is enough
and sometimes even the dream's too late
I've missed the MARC
©1998 rob hinkal