I sit here for hours but I know he's coming Waiting in that old and dirty cafe Through the windows I see people running Trying to catch their trains I lay my paper on the dusty table I try to read but I raise my head Every time I see a train is coming This is what I'd like to say Take me to the place that I love Take me to the place of my happiness To the mountains above; the place I used to love The day is over still the rain is falling A cup of coffee to keep me awake Should I stay; should I leave; should I go home now Should I wait for another train? I grab my things; I put on my raincoat This time I'll make it real And getting into the train I whisper I know you will … Take me to the place that I love … And as I stare out of the window I can see me home town fading away Goodbye my friends I have to find my freedom I had to find my way Take me to the place that I love