St. Berlin

Some old train whistle calling through the night
You don't know why it's calling but you feel again
Through a snowy cold ocean see the window light
You miss being there though you've never been

And you feel them singing
The crowd of happy people that you've met somewhere
(Ooh woah, met somewhere)
And you're tired of all the chasin' but at least you know it's there

The faint smell now you're there again
The creaky wooden stairs in St. Berlin
The rose toned glass and you try to see through
The rosed gold life that was meant for you

And you feel them singing
The crowd of happy people that you've met somewhere
(Ooh woah, met somewhere)
And you're tired of all the chasin' but at least you know it's there

And you're screaming out
Calling for the place that you've never been
And you're screaming out
Is there anybody out there who can
Let me in

And you're tired of all the chasin' but at least you know it's there