The leaves on the table are all turning grayThe first time she saw you she hoped you were gayIt's hard to recover when you're the diseaseBut I'm ready I swear it, I'm walking around in theseRailway shoesIn my railway shoesThe ghost of your father isRight by your sideHe's so close to you that he's almost insideHe's guiding your head and he's guiding your limbsBut he isn't you, and you know you're not himIn your railway shoesIn your railway shoesTake the train, taake the other train, mister, and stand byTake the train, take the other train, honey-and rideMadam I burn for you night after dayI'm empty without you and colder than clayThe wax on my body is making me coldBut I'll never be able to go where I'm told in myRailway shoesIn my railway shoesTake the train, take the other train, honey-and stand byTake the train-take the other train, mister-and ride------------------------------------------------------------------