Leif and I are on the train to new york
In car 1399.
There's a guy with a quarter in his ear,
And I've seen Leif only once in the past 2 months
His hair is stickin' up a little in the front
Yeah, he's losin' it just a bit
When I get home tonight, I'll miss him
In Hampshire, yeah
His glasses,
The way he writes in purple pen,
The way his collar falls to the left.
Have you seen his ankles lately?
I know he's next to me,
I feel his sweater here,
But when im sleepin', it's only green sheets
And the hair down my legs.
I think I'll write you, Leif,
When I'm near Tuesday,
Sometime before you go,
And I'm back on the train.
Leif and I are on the train to new york
In car 1399.
There's a guy with a quarter in his ear,
And I've seen Leif only once in the past 2 months
His hair is stickin' up a little in the front
Yeah, he's losin' it just a bit
When I get home tonight, I'll miss him.
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