Well I'm weary with expectation
I've got a map and my old guitar
And a bleary eyed destination
From the train to the bus to the bar
And I'll sing like the birth of a nation
But it'll sound like a road too far
'cause I'm thinking about you on the train into Hong Kong station
It's a neo-colonial morning
There's a soldier asleep on the road
Like a distant early warning
Of all those long dead debts that I've owed
But your face shines like a beacon
Like a streetlight in a Wanchai road
Like a wave of calm on a sea of aggravation
Gotta get me some sleep
No, don't take it like that
I don't mean no harm
If the hour-hand don't get you
The second-hand will
When you're a long way from home
There's eight thousand miles between us
But there ain't nothing comes between you and me
Like that city that soars so stubbornly
Between the mountains and the sea
I've got a photo of you in my wallet
And a thousand RMB
Are you thinking about me on the train into Hong Kong station?
'Cause I'm thinking about you on a train into Hong Kong station
I wish you were with me on the train into Hong Kong station