Southbound Train - Roger Alan Wade

Oh, I guess they’ll say I’ve grown

I know more than I wanted to know

I’ve said more than I wanted to say

I’m heading home

Yeah, but I’m not so sure

That home is a place

You can still get to by train

So, I’m lookin' out the window and I’m driftin' off to sleep

With my face pressed up against the pane

With the rhythm of my heart and the ringin' in my ears

It’s the rhythm of the southbound train

Oh, where the wind starts to look like her hair

Like clouds in her bright blue eyes

As the sea and the shore fall and rise

Like her breast as she breathes by my side

And the moon is her lips as the sun

Is headed on down to the sea

Like her head as she lays down on me Until we reach ocean side

Over and over, I hear the same refrain

It’s the rhythm of my heart

And my sleepy girl’s breathing

It’s the rhythm of my southbound train

Oh, I suppose they’ll say I should’ve known

Or maybe I’m just feelin' old

Like a lawyer

With no one to blame

I’m headed home

Yeah, but I’m not so sure

But home is a place

That’ll ever be the same

So, we gather up our things and we head out in the cold

And your eyes are where you carry the pain

When I hear the whistle weeping, it’s cryin' to the sky

It’s the rhythm of the southbound train

It’s the rhythm of the southbound train