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Sunday is only two days away
Already they said a train was coming in late
I'll wait
This reminds me of last year
September
I think
When you said you loved me but you had to leave me
So I'll wait I said

On a Sunday train I can hear the whistle blowing you away
On a Sunday train I can hear the steeple bells ringing a refrain
And I'll say goodbye again and again
'Cause I can’t get it out of my head
And I'll wait like I wait for every Sunday train

It's cold here tonight
Christmas
I think
Did you get my letter
The paper was like this
Blue and pink
Two hours to go now and already I'm here
Seat 24A
Just like you told me last year
They said it might snow and there'll probably be rain
The wind's gonna blow
I'll be here just the same 'cause I don't want to miss you
And baby I miss you
Come on back this way

On a Sunday train I can hear the whistle blowing you away
On a Sunday train I can hear the steeple bells ringing a refrain
And I'll say goodbye again and again
'Cause I can’t get it out of my head
And I'll wait like I wait
I'll wait like I wait
I'll wait like I wait for every Sunday train
Sunday is only two days away    Already they said a train was coming in late    I'll wait    This reminds me of last year    September   I think    When you said you loved me but you had to leave me    So I'll wait I said       On a Sunday train I can hear the whistle blowing you away    On a Sunday train I can hear the steeple bells ringing a refrain    And I'll say goodbye again and again    'Cause I can’t get it out of my head    And I'll wait like I wait for every Sunday train       It's cold here tonight    Christmas    I think    Did you get my letter   The paper was like this    Blue and pink    Two hours to go now and already I'm here    Seat 24A    Just like you told me last year    They said it might snow and there'll probably be rain    The wind's gonna blow    I'll be here just the same 'cause I don't want to miss you    And baby I miss you    Come on back this way       On a Sunday train I can hear the whistle blowing you away    On a Sunday train I can hear the steeple bells ringing a refrain    And I'll say goodbye again and again    'Cause I can’t get it out of my head    And I'll wait like I wait    I'll wait like I wait    I'll wait like I wait for every Sunday train