Текст песни A-Ha - Train Of Thought
A-Ha - Train Of Thought слова песни
He likes to have the morning paper`s crossword solved
Words go up
words come down
fonnrards
backwards
twisted `round.
He grabs a pile of letters from a small suitcase
Disappears into an office
it`s another working day.
And his thoughts are full of strangers
corridors of naked lights.
And his mind once full of reason
Now there`s more than meets the eye.
Now a stranger`s face he carries with him.
He likes a bit of reading on the subway home
A distant radio`s whistling tunes that nobody knows.
At home a house awaits him
he unlocks the door
Thinking: once there was a sea here
but there never was a door.
And his thoughts are full of strangers
and his eyes too numb to see.
And nothing that he knows of
and nowhere where he`s been
Won`t ever quite like this.
And his thoughts are full of strangers
Corridors of naked lights. . . .
And at heart he`s full of strangers
Dodging on his train of thought.