Woorden: Alkaline Trio. The Metro.

[Originally by Berlin]

I'm alone
Sitting with my empty glass.
My four walls
Follow me through my past
I was on a Paris train
I emerged in London rain,
And you were waiting there
Swimming through appologies.

I remember searching for the perfect words.
I was hoping you might change your mind.
I remember a soldier sleeping next to me.
Riding on the Metro.

You wore white,
Smiling as you took my hand.
So removed
We spoke of wintertime in France.
Minutes passed with shallow words.
Years have passed and still the hurt.
I can see you now
Smiling as you pulled away.

I remember the letter wrinkled in my hand.
"I'll love you always" filled my eyes.
I remember a night we walked along the Sein
Riding on the Metro

I remember a feeling coming over me
The soldier turned then looked away
I remember hating you for loving me
Riding on the Metro