What can I offer you
I know you've had a drink or two
Heartache seems to restless eyes
Leaves a man to his own disguise

What can I do for you
That all the other men haven't done to you
As my hair recedes and I lose my sight
How can I hold your hand through the night

Follow your train to its last station
Follow, follow, follow
Follow your train to its last station
Follow, follow, follow

With the taste of someone else's love
Scattered like confetti in the stars above
Like an old movie playing in the park
I know the end but I watch it unfold in the dark

And so carry me los angeles
I'm stuck here in your waiting list
Won't you whisper the things that I should hear
Cos I hear them louder than screams in my ear

Follow your train to its last station
Follow, follow, follow
Follow your train to its last station
Follow, follow, follow
Follow, follow, follow

And if I burn for the love that left me loose
I only set the table for the company I choose
Baby I'll be your ashtray
Tomorrow will be a brand new day

Follow your train to its last station
Follow, follow, follow
Follow your train to its last station
Follow, follow, follow

Follow your train to its last station
Follow, follow, follow
Follow your train to its last station
Follow, follow, follow
Follow, follow, follow