Smoke stacks, signs, departure times
I've got a suitcase full of clothes
I'd best be heading on down the railroad line
And it'd be best if you didn't know
Well I tried to make you love me
Now I'll try to let you go
But when the train pulls through the station
And that whistle starts to blow
Well I can't help but remember
That one story that you told
'Bout how you rearranged the furniture
When you were just a few years old
And I know this time there's no good reason
Left for me to stay
But if these trains are meant for leavin'
Why am I standing at the gate?
Maybe it's my fault for forgetting
Who I was when I was mine
I've come to realize this one thing
You couldn't fix what I couldn't find
So when they ask me where I'm goin'
And I tell them I don't know
By the time that train is slowin' down
And the whistle starts to blow
Well I can't help but remember
That one snowy afternoon
When we were talking 'bout the future
And all the things we were gonna do
And I know this time there's no good reason
Left for me to stay
But if these trains are second chances
Why'd I watch mine roll away
Well the sun has come and gone now
That's how it goes, I understand
When I reach into my pocket
To hold your picture in my hand
It's a quiet consolation
A mistake that I don't mind
Maybe you'll meet me at the station
Or maybe somewhere down the line
And I can't help but remember
When you asked me for your song
And I laughed but I didn't tell you
That they were all yours all along
And I know this time there's no good reason
Left for me to stay
But if these trains are starting over
Why won't mine just roll away
Yeah if these trains are starting over
Why won't mine just roll away