A light on a platform
Perfume of a secret
The sound of scissors
And a girl with a faint smile

Moaning like a brick wall
As she merges on the highway
Could she be a doctor
Or a light on a platform

Every day i start new
In the mask of the afternoon
My history forgotten
In the bottom of the ocean

In the light of the platform moon

I grew up by the highway
She grew up by the sea
She hears her name in the sound of the waves
But the ships hold a message for me
I was born by the highway
She´s got sand in her hair
The lonely sounds of the traffic in the night
Will never reach her there

Woke up on a black beach
With a face i didn´t recognize
My history forgotten
In the bottom of the ocean
Every day i start new
Broken mast and abandoned crew
Her mystery is rotting
In the bottom of the ocean

In the ligth of the platform moon

I grew up by the highway
She grew up by the sea

She hears her name in the sound of the waves
But the ships hold a message for me

I was born by the highway
She´s got sand in her hair
The lonely sounds of the traffic in the night
Will never reach her there.