He loves me Songtext

von Equation

Here comes the morning,
Cruel and clear,
There is no reasonable chance,
That it might dissapear,

Here comes the evening,
It's still the same,
We are just passengers,
Upon this Godless, ghostly train.

But he loves me, when I try,
He thinks about me when I'm gone,
Oh, he helps me when I can't hold on.

It's another market,
Another sale,
Another reason to believe,
In a hand that cannot fail.

But theres deadly dangers,
That we must endure,
There are so many different ways,
You never can be sure.

So there is no ending,
To this tale,
There is no destination,
On this long and restless rail.

Here comes the morning,
Cruel and clear,
There is no reasonable chance,
That it might dissapear.