Night train to Italy

Oh, if life could be like this
Everyday
New experiences
A fortune cookie way

Black and blue and beaming lights
I ride the railways
On the night train to Italy
This was meant for me

Nothing is happening
But anything could happen
This feeling might be better
Than the happening itself

When I feel lost back home
Feeling empty, out of hope
I’ll remember the feeling I had
On the night train to Italy

 

© Emma Jøsok 2015

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