There's one more circle I'm
dying to try.
There's a piece of my head
that's asking me why.
There's a piece of my heart
that's dying to fly,
There's a baby and a woman
that's waiting to cry.
But it's alright, I'm catching
the next train home;
The next train home.
There's got to be a way for
a lazy face
To get off and start loving
the human race.
There's just got to be a way
for a crazy face
To get out from under this
paper chase.
But it's alright - I'm catching
the next train home;
The next train home!
There's a man in the station
and a train in the rain.
There's a face in the mirror
that's showing the strain.
There's a woman in the dark,
just standing apart,
There's a love in the man
that's breaking his heart.
But it's alright - I'm catching
the next train home;
The next train home.
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