The Wrong Train

You howled like a wolf
You howled like a child
You howled like a ghost from the grave
I came to your closet door
You were in there on the floor
I said, "Open up," and you said, “Go away!"

And you howled, and you howled
You howled all night long
I pretended not to hear you
I didn't know what was wrong

When the next day came, well
You were on your way
You didn't take much
Just a couple of things

And you didn't leave a note
But I knew you had to go
You had to go and try to find anything

I just wished and I’d hoped you'd be okay
I just wished and I’d hoped you'd be okay
And I knew that you would be back here again one day

I got a call from the hospital
They said you broke your arm hopping off a train
You hadn't made it very far before you ran into bad luck
So I borrowed a car, I came and picked you up

I brought you home, I brought you home
I brought you home, I brought you home
With bruises on your face, that cast on your arm
And a cut across your nose

You said, "Let me explain, I was on the wrong train
It was heading the wrong way so I jumped off"
And I said, "That's insane
You could have died out there that day
Why wouldn't you just wait until it stopped?"

And you howled, and you howled
Out in that cold field where you lay
You said, "What could I do?
I was on the wrong train"

So you made it to your feet
You walked along those barren trees
You followed power lines until you found the road
And the first car that came by
They saw you and they stopped
It was a rabbit hunter and his friend the cop

And they dropped you off outside the hospital
They gave you pills for the pain
They put that cast on your arm
But the howling never stops
Because that wasn't what was wrong
No that wasn't what was wrong
No that wasn't what was wrong with you at all