Stop For Me

I had big plans

More powerful than a locomotive

Innocent as a flower growing

In the middle of a barley field

I didn't understand

That you could have pockets overflowing with determination

Give it all you got with no congratulations

And still be at the bottom of the hill

Waiting at the station

With the rails laid out before me

Trying to be patient

Hoping it didn't leave

Sitting on a suitcase

Crossing fingers counting the days til it arrived

I was sure that it was coming

But somehow it just passed me by

Oh how could I be so naive

I always thought this train would stop for me

I had a ticket

That was paid for with my hard earned money

I thought that maybe that would count for something

Wasn't looking for a free ride

But nobody mentioned

ohhh sometimes all the passenger seats are taken

The cars are full and it's a rude awakening

When you're left behind

So disappointed... yeah

I never even got to try

Instead of living in the moment... ohhh

I've been wasting all this time

Sitting on a suitcase

Crossing fingers counting the days til it arrived

Ohhh I was sure that it was coming

But somehow it just passed me by

Oh how could I be so naive

Well I always thought this train would stop for me

Stop, stop, stop, I always

Thought, thought, that it would stop

Sitting on a suitcase

Crossing fingers counting the days til it arrived

Ohhhhhh I was sure that it was coming

But somehow it just passed me by

Oh how could I be so naive

I always thought this train

Yeah I always thought that this train yeah

I always thought this train would stop for me

I thought it would stop for me yeah...