Up on the Bridge

We watched the train head out,
It vanished from our sight.
The light apon this bridge seems no lonelier then I.

Ooooh I'm going nowhere,
Ooooh I'm going nowhere.

We walked across these fields,
To stop at the front gates.
This house seems empty now,
He asks if we will stay.

Ooooh I'm going nowhere,
Ooooh.

Slipping out the door,
Ready to ignore,
All that sleeps tonight,
In the lonely hour.

Ooooh I'm going nowhere,
Ooooh I'm going nowhere.