Rickie Lee Jones A Stranger's Car
Take the train Oh you have run as far as you can go They've tied your fingers to rails of stars Can you hear the whistle blow? There's is no one here to beat out your brains There's no one who'll make you cry If your parents kill you year by year Well here's the time to say goodbye And it's oh so bad from far away And it's always warm inside There's children there There's children there Who will touch your face? Who will fill your pockets? Avoid that tangled street And who will count the marbles there? And who will save your penny ring? Come and meet the angels born this day Sleep now the night is late Be still until this wayward bird lets go of heaven's gate
