Station Song

I watched her go and climb up the stairs

And somebody told me she's living up there

Late to the party, I missed all her tricks

And somebody's saying she made herself sick

And maybe she'll try to blame it on the bad weather

But if they forget her, then I will protect her

So I didn't leave, though I wish that I had

You know that I love when I don't understand

And out on the roof, we both speak of loss

And the ache in my chest or the crack in your voice

And maybe I will try to blame it all on the weather

But to know you is to care

I can be sensible, too

And when I'm gone, will you take your own hand?

And pray to my God 'cause he'll understand you

And when I am far, will you still call me up?

Promise me, lovely, you'll still keep in touch with me

And I want back all of the time that I spent on you

So put your goodbye in my open palm

You smile at the station, you cry in my car