There ain't no train could, roll you back where I remain
White wings and chimney smoke, the thin lips of subway ghosts and
Hey Old World, where'd you put that heart of mine?
Hey Old Jim, leave it back on Texas time
And I can fly no higher; hands can't break the telephone wire
When your wheels touch down just, think of me in Tin Man Town
Love was the stolen choice, but it gave back your goodbye voice
Gave me my ancient dolls and taught them how to cry all night
Hey Old World, where'd you put that heart of mine?
Hey Old Jim, leave it on the railroad line
And I can fly no higher; hands can't break the telephone wire
When your wheels touch down just, think of me in Tin Man Town
Can't count the stars we fed to the soft saints of unmade beds
But under my skin you found the yellow lights of Tin Man Town
Hey Old World, where'd you put that heart of mine?
Hey why'd you leave it so damn far behind
And I can fly no higher; hands can't break the telephone wire
When your wheels touch down just, think of me in Tin Man Town