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Korgstyle - Before the Morning Train
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Текст песни: Your photograph leans by the telephone
A little crooked, but I leave it alone
The train pulls silver past the apartment wall
I hear your laugh in the old hallway call
If you are waiting somewhere out of view
I keep one promise folded up for you
Come back before the morning train
Put your hand in mine again
We were young, but not too young to know
Some doors stay open when you go
Come back, let the whole room turn
For the little love that still burns
Every mile can disappear tonight
When you come back into my life
Your red scarf sleeps on the kitchen chair
December dust is hanging in the air
I found the note you wrote beside the keys
Two words, a date, and one heart drawn unevenly
I never learned to throw a dream away
I count the hours till the end of day
Come back before the morning train
Put your hand in mine again
We were young, but not too young to know
Some doors stay open when you go
Come back, let the whole room turn
For the little love that still burns
Every mile can disappear tonight
When you come back into my life
No grand parade, no perfect line
Just your tired eyes meeting mine
We can start with coffee, start with rain
Start with saying each other’s names
Come back before the morning train
Put your hand in mine again
We were young, but not too young to know
Some doors stay open when you go
Come back, let the whole room turn
For the little love that still burns
Every mile can disappear tonight
When you come back into my life
Come back into my life
Come back into my life
A little crooked, but I leave it alone
The train pulls silver past the apartment wall
I hear your laugh in the old hallway call
If you are waiting somewhere out of view
I keep one promise folded up for you
Come back before the morning train
Put your hand in mine again
We were young, but not too young to know
Some doors stay open when you go
Come back, let the whole room turn
For the little love that still burns
Every mile can disappear tonight
When you come back into my life
Your red scarf sleeps on the kitchen chair
December dust is hanging in the air
I found the note you wrote beside the keys
Two words, a date, and one heart drawn unevenly
I never learned to throw a dream away
I count the hours till the end of day
Come back before the morning train
Put your hand in mine again
We were young, but not too young to know
Some doors stay open when you go
Come back, let the whole room turn
For the little love that still burns
Every mile can disappear tonight
When you come back into my life
No grand parade, no perfect line
Just your tired eyes meeting mine
We can start with coffee, start with rain
Start with saying each other’s names
Come back before the morning train
Put your hand in mine again
We were young, but not too young to know
Some doors stay open when you go
Come back, let the whole room turn
For the little love that still burns
Every mile can disappear tonight
When you come back into my life
Come back into my life
Come back into my life
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