Carla, you don't say much
About all of the pain that you feel
Ships start, arrive late in the night-time
Filled with all of the friends
that you say that you've known

And on the evening of the war
It was not important any more
Carla in your night as day
Nothing changes anyway
And I know what you would say

I'm sorry that I'm running from
Something that I used to love
When I was with you
Call my name out of a page
Climb aboard another train
Every time you do

Well I don't know where I have been
I don't know where I would like to be going to
Keep your eye on the light and it would see you through

I live, in the city
And I can't find my way out

And on the evening of the war
It was not important any more
Carla in your night as day
Nothing changes anyway
And I know what you would say

I'm sorry that I'm running from
Something that I used to love
When I was with you

Call my name out of a page
Climb aboard another train
Every time you do

Well I don't know where I have been
I don't know where I would like to be going to
Keep your eye on the light and it would see you through

Sorry that I'm running from
Something that I used to love
When I was with you
Call my name out of a page
Climb aboard another train
Every time you do

Well I don't know where I have been
I don't know where I would like to be going to
Keep your eye on the light and it would see you through