When the train rolls around
On its rusted track through the center of downtown
When the train rolls around
Every afternoon at 4:30pm
I wonder would it take me back to Michigan
When autumn rolls around
And leaves drift like embers to the ground
When autumn rolls around
And the world burns amber like your eyes
I can't seem to get you out of my mind
Counting down the days
To the sound of the train
Counting down the days
To the sound of the train
Would you come around
It's just one left turn and then a couple hundred miles
Oh would you come around
No it shouldn't take too long
Maybe then I wouldn't spend all my time writing songs
Counting down the days
To the sound of the train
Counting down the days
To the sound of the train
When the train rolls around
On its rusted track downtown
When the train rolls around
Every afternoon at 4:30pm
I wonder, would it take me back to Michigan