This could be my downfall
I'm getting carried away
By every single word you say
Driving home tonight
I hope the world's alright
I'm coming into outer space again
I can't stop I won't go
But I guess you'll never know
The train is rolling out
He has a window seat
So he can see the stars
Above his favorite street
Just above the lawn he's sitting in his room
Trying to write the perfect song
About a love he never knew
And say that you're ok
I wouldn't go that way
It's not for me to say
I don't know you well
But good enough to tell
We weren't meant for this
The train is rolling out
He has a window seat
So he can see the stars
Above his favorite street
Just above the lawn he's sitting in his room
Trying to write the perfect song
About a love he never knew
