I had big plans
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More powerful than a locomotive
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Innocent as a flower growing
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In the middle of a barley field
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I didn't understand
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That you could have pockets overflowing with determination
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Give it all you got with no congratulations
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And still be at the bottom of the hill
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Waiting at the station
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With the rails laid out before me
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Trying to be patient
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Hoping it didn't leave
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Sitting on a suitcase
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Crossing fingers counting the days til it arrived
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I was sure that it was coming
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But somehow it just passed me by
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Oh how could I be so naive
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I always thought this train would stop for me
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I had a ticket
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That was paid for with my hard earned money
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I thought that maybe that would count for something
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Wasn't looking for a free ride
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But nobody mentioned
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ohhh sometimes all the passenger seats are taken
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The cars are full and it's a rude awakening
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When you're left behind
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So disappointed... yeah
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I never even got to try
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Instead of living in the moment... ohhh
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I've been wasting all this time
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Sitting on a suitcase
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Crossing fingers counting the days til it arrived
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Ohhh I was sure that it was coming
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But somehow it just passed me by
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Oh how could I be so naive
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Well I always thought this train would stop for me
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Stop, stop, stop, I always
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Thought, thought, that it would stop
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Sitting on a suitcase
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Crossing fingers counting the days til it arrived
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Ohhhhhh I was sure that it was coming
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But somehow it just passed me by
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Oh how could I be so naive
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I always thought this train
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Yeah I always thought that this train yeah
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I always thought this train would stop for me
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I thought it would stop for me yeah...
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Stop For Me
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Carolyn Dawn Johnson |