I'm rolling, I'm rumbling Towards you Railing, aiming Straight for you The target is your heart Destination lips Come on I've had enough waiting Now I'm thinking of a Kiss at the station Oh-oh Sick from being patient Oh oh The rain is coming down And I don't know where to go My brain is coming round And I don't know how to tell you I'm tongue-tied, un-lied Addicted to you Evil, useless Without you The target is your heart Destination lips Come on I've had enough waiting Now I'm thinking of a Kiss at the station Oh-oh Sick from being patient Oh oh The rain us coming down And I don't know where to go My brain is coming round And I don't know how to tell you I can see it coming closer every day I can feel it growing further every night