Do you recognize me
here on this sleeper train
and do you feel the pain
Growing into the night, Mary
and i can feel the taste
of your birthday cake
remember how it was
to hold you into my arms, Mary.
It wasn´t there
the summer lights around
i wasn´t there
his hand upon my knees
And we´re gone
across the sunny streets
And we´re gone
the day you died, Mary
and we go faster now
together throught the fields
here on this sleeper train
and i can touch your face, Mary.
The precious things we´ve done
hidden under my skin
i let you sleep a while
i leet you sleep
a while, Mary.
It was there
the summer lights around
i was there
his hand upon my knees
and we´re gone
across the sunny streets.
And we´re gone
the day you died, Mary
