I have people to meet, and things to do.
It's true.
I'll face defeat, I'll be blue.
At the station's no way to start a vacation.
I'm a minute late, and this is my fate.
A situation, I hate.
I lost the game, I think I'm going to go insane.
What a pain, I'm going insane.
My trip isnt going at a fast rate,
a really bad first date.
I thought always late was Amtrak; I'm having a heart attack.
I tried to catch it, I did run, no it was'nt fun.
I do not feel alive, or that I can thrive.
My train did leave, it I am really going to greive.
Yes, I don't know what to do, I'm blue.
I looked for another one, but there was none.
I, a long time need to wait, I hate.
I am not strong. I sing a blues song.