Lyric Royal Station 4/16

It s so hard to listen to these trains
Outside my window here it comes again
And it s calling me begging me
Follow me down the track
And it moans so dark and low
Baby ain t comin back

I refuse to believe
It could happen to me and you
It s lonesome and it s hard and it s true

It got this whiskey to take care of my lips
I got these long cool steel strings
At my fingertips
I ain t got nothing to soothe my aching soul
Except this screeching and screaming iron
To tell me where I ought to go

I refuse to believe
It could happen to me and you
It s lonesome and it s hard and it s true

I hear the train sigh
And idle down below
Why your love is so sweet and while
Is something I ll never know

It sounds like crying
It sounds like letting go
Breathing and lying
Sinking and dying slow
And I watch from my window
Touching the cold glass sky
As the train rolls down the track
I say goodbye