.I left town on the six o'clock train
Seeing my reflections as it washed down the drain
My life in ruins and my hair was in a mess
The Sunday papers-but I'd just lost interest
Now there's a pain when I walk
But it doesn't compare to the pain when we used to talk
We made a trade .
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