Well I followed her to the station 
With a suitcase in my hand 
Yeah, I followed her to the station 
With a suitcase in my hand 
Whoa, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell 
When all your love's in vain 

When the [bad word] in the station 
I looked her in the eye 
Well the [bad word] in the station 
And I looked her in the eye 
Whoa, I felt so sad so lonesome 
That I could not help but cry 

When the train left the station 
It had two lights on behind 
Yeah, when the train left the station 
It had two lights on behind 
Whoa, the blue light was my baby 
And the red light was my mind