Train of Thought(2015 Remaster) - a-ha

作词：Pal Waaktaar

He likes to have

the morning paper

Crossword solved

Words go up words come down

Forwards backwards twisted round

He grabs a pile of letters

from a small suitcase

Disappears into an office

It another working day

And his thoughts are

full of strangers

Corridors of nked lights

And his mind once

full of reason

Now there more

than meets the eye

Oh a stranger face

he carries with him

He likes a bit of reading

on the subway home

A distant radio whistling

tunes that nobody knows

At home a house awaits him

He unlocks the door

Thinking once

there was a sea here

But there never was a door

And his thoughts are

full of strangers

And his eyes

to numb to see

And nothing that

he knows of

And nowhere where

he been

Was ever quite like this

And his thoughts

full of strangers

Corridors of nked lights

And his mind once

full of reason

Now there more

than meets the eye

Oh a stranger face

he carries with him

And at heart

He full of strangers

Doging on his train

of thought

Train of thought