Last Train Home - Kevin Rowe

Laying flat on her floor

Surrounded by her clothes

And towers of magazines

She said she 'won't be long'

It's been an hour and all I see

Upon the walls are her friends

That keep her smiling everyday

I wish I was on her walls too

It's like moving on the last train home

When you're the only one not sleeping

Take a ride on the last train home

You wanna move on

But this driver is moving too slowly

I can see our names

That she's written on her door frames

I check her phone just to see

That I'm the first one there

With double 'a' before my name

What does this mean

Does she think about me all the time

I wish I was not alone inside of her room

It's like moving on the last train home

When you're the only one not sleeping

Take a ride on the last train home

You wanna move on

But this driver is moving too slowly

I'm still waiting

Where are you

Yeah she's so right for me

I think I want her as my wife

I think I might just propose

The minute she walks back through the door

Maybe it's just too soon –

Maybe I would just like to know

If she'll be mine

It's like moving on the last train home

When you're the only one not sleeping

Take a ride on the last train home

You wanna move on but this driver is moving too slowly