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I step off the train, Iґm walking down your street again, and past your door, but
You donґt live there any more. Itґs years since youґve been there. Now youґve
Disappeared somewhere like outer space, youґve found some better place, and
I miss you - like the deserts miss the rain. Could you be dead? You always were
Two steps ahead of everyone. Weґd walk behind while you would run. I look up
At your house, and can almost hear you shout down to me where I always used
To be, and I miss you - like the deserts miss the rain. Back on the train, I ask why
Did I come again? Can I confess Iґve been hanging round your old address? and
The years have proved to offer nothing sinced you moved. Youґre long
Gone but I canґt move on, and I miss you - like the deserts miss the rain.