| Yes I saw you at the station | |
| Long distance smiles | |
| You were leaving for the weekend | |
| Catching the four fifty-five | |
| With your new friend for the season | |
| Another sad-eyed clown | |
| Helping to the seeing that your fantasies go down | |
| And I have to wonder to myself | |
| Why you have to go so far | |
| Drifting with life's daydreams | |
| Trying to play the star | |
| I still remember when you said | |
| 'Baby, now let's get away' | |
| And I followed you like a schoolboy | |
| I guess that's part of the game | |
| Now you call me say you're sorry | |
| Give me long distance love | |
| You say you'd like to see me | |
| Maybe just for a while | |
| And you'd meet me at the station | |
| There on platform nine | |
| And we'd leave for the weekend | |
| Riding the four fifty-five | |
| But I've played this scene too many times | |
| To ever feel the part again | |
| I don't really want to fake it | |
| I already know the end | |
| So bye bye, Cin-Cinderella | |
| Everything just has to change | |
| And the midnight blues are calling | |
| I guess that's part of the game |