This one goes out to you, all the reasons I know This one goes out to you, I never had a clue So this is what I do, this is people I know You're not ? to touch, but we ran out of luck I got a thorn in my side, I'll never get it out And I got things to hide, I'd rather live without And after the boxcars gone, and into the setting sun We split up in two, just like my favourite tune And I dont envy you, you feel the same way And after the boxcars gone, and into the setting sun And we split up in two, just like my favourite tune And I don't envy you, you feel the same way too... And after the boxcars gone, and into the setting sun And I don't envy you, you feel the same way too...