All my love's in vain When the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand And I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell, when

The spicks and the specks Where are the girls I left far behind Of the girls on my mind Where is the sun That shone on my head The sun in my life I could meet

You cannot replace them Face it or you'll waste them So get up, so get up and save it Your golden years left you behind Does the truth weigh on your mind? Tell me what did it cost when the moment was lost Is this how you survive? Why, oh why do you have

I always wonder If we could've have been something Or is it all in my mind and Here I might have missed something That we left behind and And have you wondered could we be Something extraordinary Cause I always wonder Do you ever think of me

All my love's in vain When the train, it left the station, with two lights on behind I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand And I followed her to the station, with a suitcase in my hand Well, it's hard to tell, it's hard to tell, when

I'm safe here in my mind I'm free to speak with my own kind This is my life, this is my life I'll decide not you Yeah I've left the world behind Keep the world with all its sin He's had enough He couldn't take anymore He found a place in his mind

And I think I understand Like a leaf caught in the wind He drifted a while With no purpose or direction to his life He tried to get himself together And pacify his mind And forget about the things he left behind The cryin' woman Standing helpless in his

A whole lot more waiting up ahead than what she left behind Life's too short to be hanging around She's getting out while the getting's good Driving on that two lane road hoping she might find She's eighteen and it's time she got out of the wood Living

Yes I do, Philadelphia freedom Shine the light, through the eyes of the ones left behind Shine the light, shine the light Shine the light, won't you shine the light 'Cause I live and breathe this Philadelphia freedom From the day that I was born I've

Like a swarm of flies colliding with a moving windshield So are our lives on this never-ending road I have left behind my mark only to be later washed away And was consumed with the allure despite the inevitable decay When did the road that I'm on become