Songtexte:
Gery Moore

: Drove to your house in the hills Where I wanted to be The lights were all on And I knew you were waiting for me And that road became familiar Like

It was a cold black night and the rain was fallin' down It was a cold black night and the rain was fallin' down It was a cold back night The night that

The woman I love doesn't want me I'm having to face my worst fears She's promised her heart to another Feel like I'm drowning in tears She is the one

Call it stormy Monday But Tuesday's just as bad Call it stormy Monday Tuesday's just as bad Wednesday is worse And Thursday's all so sad The eagle flies

Somebody hear me, Lord I'm in misery Somebody hear me, Lord I'm in misery I've had enough of the blues But the blues ain't had enough of me Had me a

Well, I'm standin' at the station A suitcase in my hand I'm standin' at the station A suitcase in my hand But that train Won't bring my baby back No,

Well I'm standing at the station A suitcase in my hand I'm standing at the station A suitcase in my hand But that train won't bring my baby back No that

Übersetzung: Moore, Gary. Blick zurück.

I was looking back to see If she was looking back to see If I was looking back at her. I saw her walking down the street, Though little does she look