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 there's 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 exactly what you've done just put off another day of knowing where you're 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 paths 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