Camel Train

Empty station, empty streets
In the closed-down market I feel an icy breeze, and I’m
Heading home to someone new but I can’t forget about you
Even when I touch his skin, can’t make myself feel a thing, so I
 
Stare at the ceiling and think of a camel train
Stare at the ceiling, think of a camel train
 
What’s mirage, what’s true? Could you trust me, did I trust you?
What’s mirage, what’s true? Guess I’m still in love with you
In love with you
 
I hear that old song suddenly, and I wish it could be me
Hanging round your old address, too proud to confess, so I
Lie and listen to the rain, try not to place the blame
Though I find it quite in vain, I’m still on that camel train, and I
 
Stare at the ceiling and think of a camel train
Stare at the ceiling, think of a camel train
                       
What’s mirage, what’s true? Could you trust me, did I trust you?
What’s mirage, what’s true? Guess I’m still in love with you
In love with you
 
Stare at the ceiling, and think of a camel train
Stare at the ceiling, think of a camel train