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 looking out the window And I'm drifting off to sleep With my face pressed up against the pane With the rhythm of my heart And the ringing in my ears It's the rhythm of the southbound train
Oh, and the wind starts to look like her hair And the 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 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 guess they'll say I should've known Or maybe I'm just feeling old Like a lawyer With no one to blame...
I'm headed home Yeah, but I'm not so sure That home is a place That will 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 crying in the sky It's the rhythm of my southbound train It's the rhythm of my southbound train