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She woke up on a train, |
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A train moving through a mountain range, |
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And she's still silently watching trees, |
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Falling east, she's thinking. |
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Home is just a hang up, |
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When nothing's easy. |
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Last night, hotel bar, |
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You lost track of time. |
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Emptying glasses. |
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Then you turned your head as he walked through the door. |
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He found your gaze but you made him yours. |
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Did you know you could take a man so easily, |
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For what it's worth? |
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Move, baby, move |
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Your life is falling on you. |
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Morning came and I saw you alone, |
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He had turned into a note: |
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"Thanks girl, next time in my town, |
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Just pick up the phone." |
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It found the floor. |
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You found you weren't at home. |
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It was a night, |
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Just like any other night, |
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or someone, somewhere. |
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Move, baby, move |
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Your life is falling on you. |
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Go back to sleep for a little longer. |
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You got the best of me. |
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Your clothes have been patiently waiting. |
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Go put them back on, |
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It wasn't so wrong. |
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Move, baby, move |
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Your life is falling on you. |
