52 Stations

There's fifty-two stations on the northern line

None of them is yours, one of them is mine

Most days, you'll find her in a heat haze

Looking through the sweet maze

That she calls her mind

In sorrow, not in anger

You forget the best

You remember how she was looking and then

There's a few good reasons why you're not with me

On a night like this, they're so hard to see

Baby, you left me in a whirlpool

Right out from a girls' school

What else could I see?

In sorrow not in anger

You forget the best

You remember how she was looking and then

You forget the rest

There's no use pretending we're apart

Everywhere I go, you're in my heart

One night, I hit her in the car park

Left her in the car park and I just went away

Most nights, I wish I'd never met her

I wish I could forget her

I'm better off that way

In sorrow, not in anger

Remembering it all

It's just the way I'm feeling

Like a mirror on a wall

Like a mirror on a wall

Like a mirror on a wall

Like a mirror on a wall

Like a mirror on a wall

Like a mirror on a wall