Paroles de Yellow

And it doesn't make much sense Are these Curtains or your hands? From Israel's dissent A philistine and a friend Are you jealous often? Are you Jealous Austin? And this tar I'm sinking in Like the yellow that's within And I was listening for the sound Of the waves crashing down I was looking for the train Went right on by that day I was listening for the sound Of the waves crashing down I was looking for the train...to get away. To see the stars feel like I'm climbing into the trees Just to get home think I'm building all the roads To see the stars feel like I'm climbing into the tress Just to get home, I think I'm building my own roads. And I was listening for the sound Of the waves crashing down I was looking for the train It went right on by that day I was listening for the sound Of the waves crashing down I was looking for the train...to get away.