one last wish before I leave the station rise to the occasion hold me tight leave the past where it cannot reach us has it failed to teach us there’s only wrong or right
the way I was was the only way I could’ve been I’m not who I was back then
freezing rain railroad tracks are steaming years I have spent dreaming of your skin tell me love has my time been wasted I must come to face it let the moment tell
the way I was was the only way I could’ve been I’m not who I was back then
if I get on that train and ride staring out the window in the morning light watch the trees go by I take my pen and write
fill the page commemorate the journey how your charms have stirred me to the breaking point I have known a gift seldom given I have been driven by a promised love
if I get on that train and ride staring out the window in the morning light watch the trees go by I take my pen and write
the way I was was the only way I could’ve been I’m not who I was back then