Well I'm weary with expectation I've got a map and my old guitar And a bleary eyed destination From the train to the bus to the bar And I'll sing like the birth of a nation But it'll sound like a road too far 'Cause I'm thinking about you on the train into Hong Kong station It's a neo-colonial morning There's a soldier asleep on the road Like a distant early warning Of all those long dead debts that I've owed But your face shines like a beacon Like a streetlight in a Wanchai road Like a wave of calm on a sea of aggravation Gotta get me some sleep No, don't take it like that I don't mean no harm If the hour-hand don't get you The second-hand will When you're a long way from home There's eight thousand miles between us But there ain't nothing comes between you and me Like that city that soars so stubbornly Between the mountains and the sea I've got a photo of you in my wallet And a thousand RMB Are you thinking about me on the train into Hong Kong station? 'Cause I'm thinking about you on a train into Hong Kong station I wish you were with me on the train into Hong Kong station