Hauling Engines

Hauling engines In the night she thought I meant it She won't get there In the end, what I really expect You're the witness And you call the roll I find the minutes move too slow I went down Caught in the middle Caught in the way I went down Season of trouble Season of rain All the tension in the night I thought it senseless She won't get there In the end what I really regret All the innocence and you walk the line There's little innocence in the lie I went down Caught in the middle Caught in the way I went down Season of trouble Season of rain I went down Caught in the middle Caught in the way I went down Season of trouble Season of rain Hauling engines In the night she thought I meant it She won't get there In the end, what I really expect You're the witness And you call the roll I find the minutes move too slow