when lonely winds blow cold and my world moves down below it s a sign to make a change among the platform crowd words clear as clouds say you can t remain the same and familiar voices cry my name i m on the last train home on the last train home crossroads of my life feel my body glide to a place i need to be yeah it s within my sights i know it ll feel so right when i get there i ll be free still those voices call my name but i m on the last train home on the last train home on the last train home ride with the freight line ride with the freight line there i go gotta make time i gotta make time i m aboard  boxcar wonder every scar shows where the future lies lord only knows i m on the last last train home yeah on the last train home i m on the last train home on the last train home on the last train home on the last train home last train home yeah last train home it s within my sights i know it ll feel so right when i get there i ll be free