I was passing through the deepest woods
I was listening to the sound sequence of the wheels
In the night train, in the empty compartment,
Outside the window, there was mist covering the night
I was wondering where were we last night
I was thinking about the words I should have said to you
In the night train, in the empty compartment,
Outside the window, there was mist covering the night
The night fog, take me away from here
But I know my hope is just to be mystified
The night fog, cast her in the night
But I know my dream is just to be mystified
I was writing a letter to my dear
The words I can't speak in front of you
Tore up the pages that I filled with words
And threw into the night,
And they're gone in the mist
I was watching the river reflect the moon
I was listening to the sound of the rain and the wind
In the night train, in the empty compartment,
Outside the window, there was mist covering the night
I was wondering where were we last night
I was thinking about the words I should have said to you
In the night train, in the empty compartment,
Outside the window, there was mist covering the night
The night fog, take me away from here
But I know my hope is just to be mystified
The night fog, cast her in the night
But I know my dream is just to be mystified
What I can do is just write about love
With words I can't speak in front of you
Tore up the pages that I filled with words
And threw into the night,
And they’re gone in the mist
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