Waiting for the train, i was thinking of a lover that i had, in her trenchcoat and her hair on like a {man?}. riding in a town under four white horses. me and my _ i want you _ i think you're beautiful. besides, we only have each other in the night. waiting for goodbye. i've been waiting for tonight for all my life. in this winter, bitter cold, it will suffice. this chain on the suitcase, this coat with no pockets, this hand-me-down head like an electrical socket is enough to keep me warm 'cause afterall, it's summer in my mind. sometimes i believe there's a face in the window. i turn and then it's gone. i feel the invisible hands of the great beyond. __ shadowy corners, sheltered by whispers from trembling voices, and the spirts after me in the twilight. we only have each other in the night. we only have each other