It was dark outside when we went for a ride past empty forests and old bee hives the light from the moon the night creatures tune your breathe on my neck as we finally arrive Oh what no train? its happened again its the middle of the night and its starting to rain but who needs a train when you've got a train track and a motorbike and a girl on the back its a motorbike that I would like to ride to the station in the middle of the night the open road the green cross code put your arms around my waist one two three go so we ride away past bails of hay so many empty sleepers to show us the way I know its dark but I'll make sure I park outside your window before the next day