Well, I ride on a mailtrain, baby,
Can't buy a thrill.
I've been up all night, baby,
Leanin' on the window sill.
If I die
On top of the hill
And if I don't make it,
You know my baby will.
Don't the moon look good, mama,
Shinin' down through the trees?
Don't the brakeman look good, mama,
Flagging down the "Double E"?
Don't the sun look good
Goin' down over the sea?
Don't my gal look fine
When she's comin' after me?
Wintertime is coming,
The windows are filled with frost.
I went to tell everybody,
But I could not get across.
Well, I wanna be your lover, baby,
I don't wanna be your boss.
Don't say I never warned you
If your train gets lost.Is it asking too much to be given time
To know these songs and to sing them
Is it asking too much of my vacant smile
And my laugh and lies that bring them
But as the stars are going out
And this stage is full of nothing
And the friends have all but gone
For my life my god I'm singing
We'll take our hearts outside
Leave our lives behind
I'll watch the stars go out
Is it asking too much of my favorite friends
To take this song for real
Is it asking too much of my partner's hands
To take this song for real
Is it asking too much
Is it asking too much