Oh, and I guess theyll say Ive grown
I know more than I wanted to know
Ive said more than I wanted to say
Im headed home
Yea but Im not so sure
That home is a place
You can still get to by train
So Im looking out the window
And Im drifting off to sleep
With my face pressed up against the pane
With the rhythm of my heart
And the ringing in my ears
Its the rhythm of the southbound train
Oh, well the wind starts to look like her hair
And the clouds in her bright blue eyes
As the sea and the shore fall and rise
Like her breast as she breathes by my side
And the moon is her lips as the sun
Is headed on down to the sea
Like her head as she lays down on me
Until we reach ocean side
Its the rhythm of my heart
And my sleepy girls breathing
Its the rhythm of my southbound train
Oh, I suppose theyll say I shouldve known
Or maybe Im just feeling old
Like a lawyer with no one to blame
Im headed home
Yeah but Im not so sure
Home is a place thatll ever be the same
So were picking up our things
And we head out in the cold
And your eyes are where you carry the pain
When I hear the whistle weeping
Its crying to the skying
Its the rhythm of the southbound train
Its the rhythm of my southbound train