I'm rolling, I'm rumbling
Towards you
Railing, aiming
Straight for you
The target is your heart
Destination lips
Come on I've had enough waiting
Now I'm thinking of a
Kiss at the station
Oh-oh
Sick from being patient
Oh oh
The rain is coming down
And I don't know where to go
My brain is coming round
And I don't know how to tell you
I'm tongue-tied, un-lied
Addicted to you
Evil, useless
Without you
The target is your heart
Destination lips
Come on I've had enough waiting
Now I'm thinking of a
Kiss at the station
Oh-oh
Sick from being patient
Oh oh
The rain us coming down
And I don't know where to go
My brain is coming round
And I don't know how to tell you
I can see it coming closer every day
I can feel it growing further every night