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Life is a station, onto heaven above
And together with my patience
I have now lost my love
My loss and I'm sorry for it
I would like to come on over
Give some sense to it all
For we're tuned to different stations
And it bothers me so
My loss, I'll be waiting for you
Give me someone who can clean up my head, my loss
Shouldn't we be working our way out of this mess, my loss
Always something better in time, better in time
Always something better in time
Life is a station, unto heaven above
And together with my patience
I have now lost my love
My loss, I'll be waiting for you
Give me someone who can clean up my head, my loss
Shouldn't we be working our way out of this mess, my loss
Always something better in time, better in time
Always something better in time
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