Bienvenue or bid adue
The train is rolling down the track and
I won't look back
I never knew a rendezvous
A place marked down to come back
I must have missed mine though
But where's a man to run off to?
A perfect place of mine
I see the signs, I gotta get it
So long overdue
A perfect frame of mind
Not hard to find, but hard to get it
With thoughts made of glue
Another time, another line
Between invaluable and worthless
Sometimes so hard to distinguish
Pens in hand and sticks in sand
Drawing lines in the sky and
It's just as easy as you wish
But where's a man to run off to?
A perfect place of mine
I see the signs, I gotta get it
So long overdue
A perfect frame of mind
Not hard to find but hard to get it
With thoughts made of glue