Booth A long time waiting for a ramblin' train A long time coming before I'll be home again An empty station will afford some time To think of reason to leave this heart behind I'll write you a letter from god knows where About how right you were and how wrong this felt To leave you waiting for a dreaming boy Who finds his homestead in moving between two points A train pulls from a station A tear falls from an eye An open window lets it dry Track lays down a rhythm A bell rings out a tune A sentence writes these words to you Don't wait, tomorrow I'll be far away Sailing in irons is where I've gotta stay And I will miss you and your welcome arms But over your shoulder I saw what lay beyond Pulling me out Lifting me up