She bought a ticket on a cross-country train
Just for a cowboy to kiss her again
Like any love song, he won't soon forget
He just might take his time paying off the debt
It's funny how we dream of better days
One day you've just got to let that train
Take you away
Once in the rain with a real pretty girl
I was so high that I thought I owned the world
But I'm not a king, and she's not around
So that summer high is coming down
It's funny how we're older every time
I'm leaning on the shoulders that I once was
Lifting high
Krista's fifteen and she don't remember me
Eight years ago I was watchin' over she
Ten months from now she will paint this town red
This fall's the last time she'll be alone in bed
It's funny how the hands that I now hold
Make me feel a little like I might be
Getting old
By now I've seen what I had not before
Love's just like any drug, you need more and more
It starts with a rush, then it slows to a drag
And before too long we all just pack our bags
It's funny how I'm singing this again
Every time I start to, soon enough
I reach the end