| Song | All Aboard |
| Artist | Caravan |
| Album | Back to Front |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Maybe I don't know what is going on – but I know for sure | |
| You gotta do what you feel is alright when you never have the thought | |
| It may not cost you a penny, but it all adds up to a crying shame | |
| When you count the cost of a heart that's lost and you're home again | |
| You awake with thea morning light, don't wanna face it at all | |
| What a way to begin in your day when your head feels like a saw | |
| You slip your head back on the pillow, floating away in a trance | |
| Only takes 'bout a moment or two when you could find yourself in France | |
| "All aboard!" – you can hear them calling out | |
| As you're falling and really trying to shout | |
| "Wait for me, I don't wanna stay 'round here!" | |
| While your heart is out on the quayside | |
| You're still in bed on the floor | |
| You're searching hard for excuses | |
| But you've heard it all, you've heard it all before | |
| Seems like an hour or so later, you're waiting to climb on a train | |
| Wanna go where the living is slow, and never back again | |
| You know that in only a moment, your heart will be lost in a glance | |
| Never sure, now they're closing the door and now you'll never get the chance | |
| "All aboard!" – you can hear them calling out | |
| As you're falling and really trying to shout | |
| "Wait for me, I don't wanna stay 'round here!" | |
| While your heart is lost at the station | |
| You're still in bed on the floor | |
| You're searching hard for excuses | |
| But you've heard them all, you've heard them all before | |
| It may not cost you a penny, but it all lines up to the same | |
| When you count the cost of the heart that's lost | |
| You find yourself, you find you're home again | |
| Home again, hu-huh... |
| Maybe I don' t know what is going on but I know for sure | |
| You gotta do what you feel is alright when you never have the thought | |
| It may not cost you a penny, but it all adds up to a crying shame | |
| When you count the cost of a heart that' s lost and you' re home again | |
| You awake with thea morning light, don' t wanna face it at all | |
| What a way to begin in your day when your head feels like a saw | |
| You slip your head back on the pillow, floating away in a trance | |
| Only takes ' bout a moment or two when you could find yourself in France | |
| " All aboard!" you can hear them calling out | |
| As you' re falling and really trying to shout | |
| " Wait for me, I don' t wanna stay ' round here!" | |
| While your heart is out on the quayside | |
| You' re still in bed on the floor | |
| You' re searching hard for excuses | |
| But you' ve heard it all, you' ve heard it all before | |
| Seems like an hour or so later, you' re waiting to climb on a train | |
| Wanna go where the living is slow, and never back again | |
| You know that in only a moment, your heart will be lost in a glance | |
| Never sure, now they' re closing the door and now you' ll never get the chance | |
| " All aboard!" you can hear them calling out | |
| As you' re falling and really trying to shout | |
| " Wait for me, I don' t wanna stay ' round here!" | |
| While your heart is lost at the station | |
| You' re still in bed on the floor | |
| You' re searching hard for excuses | |
| But you' ve heard them all, you' ve heard them all before | |
| It may not cost you a penny, but it all lines up to the same | |
| When you count the cost of the heart that' s lost | |
| You find yourself, you find you' re home again | |
| Home again, huhuh... |
| Maybe I don' t know what is going on but I know for sure | |
| You gotta do what you feel is alright when you never have the thought | |
| It may not cost you a penny, but it all adds up to a crying shame | |
| When you count the cost of a heart that' s lost and you' re home again | |
| You awake with thea morning light, don' t wanna face it at all | |
| What a way to begin in your day when your head feels like a saw | |
| You slip your head back on the pillow, floating away in a trance | |
| Only takes ' bout a moment or two when you could find yourself in France | |
| " All aboard!" you can hear them calling out | |
| As you' re falling and really trying to shout | |
| " Wait for me, I don' t wanna stay ' round here!" | |
| While your heart is out on the quayside | |
| You' re still in bed on the floor | |
| You' re searching hard for excuses | |
| But you' ve heard it all, you' ve heard it all before | |
| Seems like an hour or so later, you' re waiting to climb on a train | |
| Wanna go where the living is slow, and never back again | |
| You know that in only a moment, your heart will be lost in a glance | |
| Never sure, now they' re closing the door and now you' ll never get the chance | |
| " All aboard!" you can hear them calling out | |
| As you' re falling and really trying to shout | |
| " Wait for me, I don' t wanna stay ' round here!" | |
| While your heart is lost at the station | |
| You' re still in bed on the floor | |
| You' re searching hard for excuses | |
| But you' ve heard them all, you' ve heard them all before | |
| It may not cost you a penny, but it all lines up to the same | |
| When you count the cost of the heart that' s lost | |
| You find yourself, you find you' re home again | |
| Home again, huhuh... |