Am I lost
is there even a destination
am I caught between the future and the past?
I used to be grounded and rounded
now I’m falling fast
time has taken all I’ve ever known
but I’m still waiting for the last train home.
Is it real
this world that we’ve been livin’ in
is this feeling of uncertainty a valid fear?
wish I could take away all the heartache
and undo the tears
even if it’s too late to atone
I’m still waiting for the last train home.
When your world caves in
and the light grows dim
there’s a sense of longin’ in your bones
but there’s no place to call your own
you’re not alone
Still waiting for the last train home.
aooo, aooo
Still waiting for the last train…..