Ghost Trains - Erlend Øye

Crash on the highway

Stranded between

My friends had waited

But left without me

A glimpse on the platform

We met on the train

She came from further

Heading my way

Three days in April

Three years ago

One black eyed stranger

I learned to know

Made all my plans stop

Shook me off track

Ten days of longing

I followed her back

A plane made of paper

Struck by the light

Circled forever

Over the city at night

Like a movie

Like a song

How it should be

Being young