There was a man in a hat and a vest riding On the train With a moustache and glasses Too thick to see his eyes Tucked up next to him a fat overnight bag With a hole in the side and you could see One of his ties Flylng through tne sunrise Unloved by the girl in the seat opposite Who hes taking in tears To the father of her unborn child Theres no such thing as love.., Timidly now he reaches out for her hand And his heartbeat is the speed of a Hummingbirds wing She is a blind one with an empty tin cup Begging to strangers who remind her she Dont mean a thing Flying through the sunset...these two As the see through moon fades away And she lets him hold her hand Theres no such thing as love... Nowhere for the pain in his heart to go She as he helps her home She is crying, oh the anger in her tiger Paws She dont want to have a baby Just because He is a kind man really listening to her His dry eye and warm heart stare Into her waterfalls Flying through the sunset Nowhere for the pain in his heart to go As he helps her home Home to who? Theres no such thing as love...
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