A stripped back and calm acoustic arrangement. Wistful, melancholy feel in a song about lost love. LAST TRAIN HOME I roamed the city streets Got soaked to the bone As the gentle summer rain Turned into a storm I called you on the telephone But they said you had gone Didn't leave a forwarding address So I went to the station With a heavy heart in my chest And I caught the last train home I returned the next day So lonesome, lowdown and blue I didn't know what to do Without you I called you on the telephone But they confirmed you had gone Didn't leave a forwarding address So I went to the station With a heavy heart in my chest And I caught the last train home