Love, at the Train Station
In all of the worlds places, and the seas of faces.
I never thought I'd find. Love, at the train station.
Your kisses taste of gold, and my heart I let you hold.
Our move it was so bold. Love, at the train station.
You took me in your arms, kept me safe from harm.
Showed me Portland's charm. Love, at the train station.
Now 5 years have come and gone, I know our hearts are strong.
We will live and carry on. Love, at the train station
We've taken leaps and bounds, it's your name that my heart pounds.
I am so glad I have found, Love, at the train station.
10/13/2013 (c) Heather L. Hensley
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