It`s 5 o`clock
driving sown Park Lane
as London leaves
for the weekend again
through the dark city streets
in the clinging rain
I take my car
towards the Thames
and Waterloo......
6.02 Waterloo
Was that a face I saw?
No, just a trick of light
It`s getting clearer now
but moving out of sight
It`s cold and late
and I can`t miss that train
I turn around
walk through the arch
of Waterloo
I saw the same hooded face
He beckoned me from the gate
`Did you not know, my friend?
Ten years ago was the end
After the war
Waterloo was no more,
But your ticket states
There is one train
It`s leaving now
And there is a place
Remember my face
and Waterloo......`