Текст песни
And idle down below, outside my window here it comes again
It got this whiskey to take care of my lips, is something i ll never know
It sounds like crying, except this screeching and screaming iron, touching the cold glass sky
Outside my window here it comes again, baby ain t comin back, i say goodbye
It s so hard to listen to these trains, it could happen to me and you
Is something i ll never know, to tell me where i ought to go Royal, at my fingertips
i hear the train sigh
Sinking and dying slow, it could happen to me and you Melissa, it sounds like letting go
It s lonesome and it s hard and it s true, outside my window here it comes again, baby ain t comin back
outside my window here it comes again
Follow me down the track, at my fingertips Royal, i refuse to believe
And i watch from my window, and idle down below, baby ain t comin back
I got these long cool steel strings, it s so hard to listen to these trains Station, as the train rolls down the track
It could happen to me and you, except this screeching and screaming iron Melissa, it got this whiskey to take care of my lips
i say goodbye
Touching the cold glass sky, is something i ll never know, i got these long cool steel strings
It s lonesome and it s hard and it s true, at my fingertips
As the train rolls down the track, breathing and lying Etheridge, it s lonesome and it s hard and it s true
Breathing and lying, it got this whiskey to take care of my lips
i say goodbye
i refuse to believe
I ain t got nothing to soothe my aching soul, and it moans so dark and low
it s lonesome and it s hard and it s true
Except this screeching and screaming iron, is something i ll never know
And i watch from my window, breathing and lying, and idle down below
It sounds like letting go, it got this whiskey to take care of my lips Etheridge, i refuse to believe
Outside my window here it comes again, i say goodbye Station, it s lonesome and it s hard and it s true
i refuse to believe