On the Train Ride Home - The Paper Kites

Written by：Sam Bentley

Waiting down at the station

I don't remember

I think it was late then

Standing always so quiet

We're like elevators

Filled up with strangers

No sound no hallelujahs

Still I was praying on the train ride home

That I can get the things I want

I can get the things I want

Give me what I need

Our words fill up the pages

Fill up the days with

A song for the ages

Still those browse and we all speak

We break down like concrete

And just make our words cheap

I want someone to grow with

Songs I can sing to

And a family to cling to

But if I can't get the things I want

If I can't get the things I want

Just give me what I need

Just give me what I need