My Daddy wrote, He said He would meet me at the train station
So pack my bags...my heart fluttered
The excitement grew apprehensively
The house faded in the sand
The Station grew with beauty on the horizon
Distant hope approached
The whistle of the train penetrated the fog
as one singing a final good-bye
The Porter took my bags
ABBA!!
So pack my bags...my heart fluttered
The excitement grew apprehensively
The house faded in the sand
The Station grew with beauty on the horizon
Distant hope approached
The whistle of the train penetrated the fog
as one singing a final good-bye
The Porter took my bags
ABBA!!