Kismet

I see a light - I see a place to even maybe I see a sign - it's getting close - it's Kismet Mahatma Ghandi says I should phone up some food - I'll charge it for you It's getting late and that's on the house - Mahatma said When you're way down different stations Locked in as the time goes by I'm walking up and down platforms In the mood of the morning Cling to the radiator As the hours go by Suddenly, I see the lighting of my hands, fear to me go Down and through the winter trees, that's my love It's pretty cold, can't wait to wrap my arms around your shoulders Warm heat across my feet, that's my love When you're way down stalking stations Locked in As the hours go by I'm walking up and down platforms In the mood of the morning And cling to the radiator as the hours go by I'm walking up and down platforms In the mood of the morning And cling to the radiator As the days gone by Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh When you're weaving different stations Locked in as the days gone by