Janove Ottesen - Tickets Lyrics
Yours' is over,and I'm not the one who caught the bouquetI am nowhere,but some might say that this is somewhereShowed up by coincidence,left no trace, no evidence at allDenial is my preferenceIt's better if my conscience doesn't knowRun away, and stay away for quite some timeYou'll find me walking on the other sideI have a completely different ticket to rideI'm skin and bone, waiting on a trainI travel aloneWill we fall in love again? Time will showNo one knowsI'm thinking about the day,when I'll se you in a subway hallWill you recognize me,and will you remember anything at allAnd I know it's gonna rain that dayI pray for stormy weatherSo I can see you waring my favourite sweaterAnd there's a seat rightnext to me, and it's still not takenSo, come on in, let's talk about it,and start over again