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Sitting here in a remote stationNowhere to go, babeBut I'm still waitingAnd watching the passing trains in the nightOut on their lonely and desperate flightSometimes you know, I get so discouragedWhy's everyone got to look so worriedI'm looking out from the bridge in the rainWatching the passing trainsPassing trains Got to have some destinationBefore they pull out from the stationAnd even the engineerGot to have his directions clearAll of you people that run from your painLook like the passing trainsI had the feeling in New York CityMust have some method of madness in mePeople talk to themselves all aloneLive on the edge of the desperate zoneYoung girls stranded on every cornerFuneral cars with not one mournerNothing connects from my eyes to my brainWatching the passing trains Aus Songtexte Mania