This Station

It was one of those nights

you wonder who to call

It was one of those nights

You hope he won’t pick up the phone

Now I need to leave this station

It’s so cold at this station

as I walk from this station

no more calls tonight from this station

Outside a holy place

The sun light warms my face

I shade my face

And still can’t see the grace

I accept my Station

I can sleep in my station

I’m all Alone in my station

Who saves in my station