I still count the wagons

of every train I see

and base my fate off them

hoping it will lead you to me

One is for being stupid

two is for a kiss

the third brings a letter

I wouldn't want to miss

The most important one

is the fourth however

said to bring love

that lasts forever

And I think of my school days

when I was just a child

believing in old run-down trains

that made my heart beat wild

Now it's become a habit

one of many that I have

I don't wish for love no more

'cause it only made me sad