Souvenirs

Welcome to the hotel in California

He pushes a chair when you are inside

They can hear the train and wonder where it’s going

Thursdays’ rain

Thursdays’ rain

They used to not (?) but now they love to go dancing

And when the (?) come spinning around

‘Cause when love shows its face

The rest just falls into your place

And all of the pain

All of the pain

That followed the

(?)

Our heart not alone anymore

Riding on a bus on the way to the airport

A couple of stations, they’re feeling well

And like our father used to say:

“Forgive and walk away”

Thursdays’ rain

Thursdays’ rain

Thursdays’ rain