Lyrics
I'm trying to get to you
To the cold, to the cold and glass and pain
Cutting back on everything
Never on, never on a passing train
Sentence scraps the paper
Could not be there to you
A built-in conversation
What we would never lose
I'm going to Montreal
Won't do what they tell me
No, I stay just the same
Tunneled all the pine trees
Still play the wasting game
I'm going
I'm going
I'm going to Montreal
I'm going to Montreal
I'm going to Montreal
Was looking for an answer
I would never find in you
I was looking for an answer
I'm going
I'm going away
Going to Montreal
Was looking for an answer
I'd never find in you
Sold all my records
What a stupid thing to do
What a stupid thing to do
Going to Montreal
Never had a clue
No, I never had a clue
No, I never had a clue
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