There's one more thing I would like to say
There might be one more way to do what you do.
You have already made your move
Don't you even know who you are
And I woke up this morning
To the sound of a woman-a woman crying
Crying for a roomful, a roomful of dreams,
You don't have to tell the truth
Just as long as you can stand there and ignore the pain
You've got a ticket to ride on this train
By the way, you're gonna ride it alone
It's a low down payment on this pillar
It's only had one owner, and he up and died
And you can drive it out of here
All you do is find a gear
That's if you can even get it to start.
If the damn thing just had a heart
If it had a heart-some kinda heart.