one last thing i beg you please just before you go
i've watched you fly on paper wings half way round the world
until they burned up in the atmosphere and sent you spiraling down
landed somewhere far from here with no one else around
to catch you falling down
and i'm looking at you now
and i cant tell if you're laughing
between each smile theres a tear in your eye
theres a train leaving town in an hour
its not waiting for you and neither am i
swing for the fences son
he must have told you once
that was a conversation you took nothing from
so raise your glass now and celebrate excatly what you've done
just put off another day of knowing where your from
catch up with yourself if you run
and i cant tell if you're laughing
between each smile theres a tear in your eye
theres a train leaving town in an hour
its not waiting for you and neither am i
is this the life that you lead?
or the life thats left for you?
will you take the road thats been laid out before you
will we cross pathes somewhere else tonight? somewhere else....
and i cant tell if you're laughing
between each smile theres a tear in your eye
theres a train leaving town in an hour
its not waiting for you and neither am i
