| Song | Amtrak Is For Lovers |
| Artist | Houston Calls |
| Album | A Collection Of Short Stories |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Houston Calls | |
| No joke | |
| she says, "I'll leave you, I'd never think to treat you like this | |
| I can't believe it | |
| I'll give you 3 more chances, then I'm gone for good." | |
| She is reaching outer limits with him | |
| he treads thin ice | |
| so damn thin that he can sense the water at his feet | |
| at the start he was a prince | |
| who brought gifts wrapped and well thought | |
| his lips needed no words | |
| kisses told her everything | |
| [Chorus] | |
| No joke | |
| she says, "I'll leave you, I'd never think to treat you like this | |
| I can't believe it | |
| I'll give you 3 more chances, then I'm gone for good." | |
| He swears he's really worth it but has trouble showing it | |
| "This routine is over" as he says to her | |
| it hits her like a ton of bricks | |
| Another weekend in the transit station | |
| eyes glue to hands of the rushing clocks that won't wait for just anyone | |
| she awaits the R2 patiently | |
| with gifts clinched under arms for her lover that she misses oh so much right now | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Friday train rides | |
| sitting next to suit and ties to work | |
| six long hours cramped and crowded | |
| her regrets can't quite be counted on both of her hands | |
| but count on her goodbyes | |
| [Chorus] |
| zuo qu : Houston Calls | |
| No joke | |
| she says, " I' ll leave you, I' d never think to treat you like this | |
| I can' t believe it | |
| I' ll give you 3 more chances, then I' m gone for good." | |
| She is reaching outer limits with him | |
| he treads thin ice | |
| so damn thin that he can sense the water at his feet | |
| at the start he was a prince | |
| who brought gifts wrapped and well thought | |
| his lips needed no words | |
| kisses told her everything | |
| Chorus | |
| No joke | |
| she says, " I' ll leave you, I' d never think to treat you like this | |
| I can' t believe it | |
| I' ll give you 3 more chances, then I' m gone for good." | |
| He swears he' s really worth it but has trouble showing it | |
| " This routine is over" as he says to her | |
| it hits her like a ton of bricks | |
| Another weekend in the transit station | |
| eyes glue to hands of the rushing clocks that won' t wait for just anyone | |
| she awaits the R2 patiently | |
| with gifts clinched under arms for her lover that she misses oh so much right now | |
| Chorus | |
| Friday train rides | |
| sitting next to suit and ties to work | |
| six long hours cramped and crowded | |
| her regrets can' t quite be counted on both of her hands | |
| but count on her goodbyes | |
| Chorus |
| zuò qǔ : Houston Calls | |
| No joke | |
| she says, " I' ll leave you, I' d never think to treat you like this | |
| I can' t believe it | |
| I' ll give you 3 more chances, then I' m gone for good." | |
| She is reaching outer limits with him | |
| he treads thin ice | |
| so damn thin that he can sense the water at his feet | |
| at the start he was a prince | |
| who brought gifts wrapped and well thought | |
| his lips needed no words | |
| kisses told her everything | |
| Chorus | |
| No joke | |
| she says, " I' ll leave you, I' d never think to treat you like this | |
| I can' t believe it | |
| I' ll give you 3 more chances, then I' m gone for good." | |
| He swears he' s really worth it but has trouble showing it | |
| " This routine is over" as he says to her | |
| it hits her like a ton of bricks | |
| Another weekend in the transit station | |
| eyes glue to hands of the rushing clocks that won' t wait for just anyone | |
| she awaits the R2 patiently | |
| with gifts clinched under arms for her lover that she misses oh so much right now | |
| Chorus | |
| Friday train rides | |
| sitting next to suit and ties to work | |
| six long hours cramped and crowded | |
| her regrets can' t quite be counted on both of her hands | |
| but count on her goodbyes | |
| Chorus |