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A-ha (Seemingly) Nonstop July A Little Bit Afternoon High And You Tell Me Angel In The Snow Barely Hanging On Between Your Mama And Yourself Cannot Hide Cold As Stone Cold River Cry Wolf Crying In The Rain Dark Is The Night For All Did Anyone Approach You Dragonfly Early Morning Eeast Of The Sun Forever Not Yours Heaven\'s Not For Saints Here I Stand And Face The Rain How Sweet It Was Hunting High And Low Hurry Home I Call Your Name I Dream Myself Alive I Wish I Cared I Won\'t Forget Her I\'ve Been Losing You Lamb To The Slaughter Less Than Pure Lie Down In Darkness Lifelines Little Black Heart Living A Boy\'s Adventure Tale Locust Love Is Reason Manhattan Skyline Mary Ellen Makes The Moment Count Maybe Maybe Memorial Beach Minor Earth / Major Sky Move To Memphis October Oranges On Apple Trees Out Of Blue Comes Green Rolling Thunder Scoundrel Days Shapes That Go Together Slender Frame Soft Rains Of April Solace Stay On These Roads Summer Moved On Sycamore Leaves Take On Me The Blood That Moves The Body The Blue Sky The Company Man The Living Daylights The Sun Always Shines On T.V. The Sun Never Shine That Day The Swing Of Things The Way We Talk The Weight Of The Wind There\'s A Reason For It There\'s Never A Forever Thing This Alone Is Love Thought That It Was You Time And Again To Let You Win Touchy! Train Of Thought Turn The Lights Down Velvet Waiting For Her We\'re Looking For The Whales White Canvas X-mas Time (Blows My Mind) You Are The One You Wanted More You\'ll End Up Crying You\'ll Never Get Over Me

Train Of Thought lyrics mp3 by A-ha He likes to have the morning paper\'s Crossword solved Words go up words come down Forwards backwards twisted round He grabs a pile of letters from a small suitcase Disappears into an office It\'s another working day And his thoughts are full of strangers Corridors of naked lights And his mind once full of reason Now there\'s more than meets the eye Oh, a stranger\'s face he carries with him He likes a bit of reading on the subway home A distant radio whistling tunes that nobody knows At home a house awaits him, He unlocks the door Thinking once there was a sea here But there never was a door And his thoughts are full of strangers And his eyes to numb to see And nothing that he knows of And nowhere where he\'s been Was ever quite like this And his thoughts... And at heart He\'s full of strangers Dodging on his train of thought Train of thought