Ticket at the Gate

I found a cracked train ticket

In my coat last night

Folded up beside the change

And the cigarette light

It had your name on a corner

Smeared and thin

Like a promise I should've kept

But I let wear in

At the station gate

The rain was cutting through

My boots hit the gravel

And I was looking for you

You turned your face, oh

Like you already knew

I had that apology trembling

Right there for you

I'm sorry, baby

For the road I chose

For every cold goodbye

And the way it froze

If a broken heart

Can still find his way back home

Meet me at the gate, don't leave me alone

The clerk kept staring

While the clock burned slow

That cracked old ticket

Said what I couldn't show

I spent too long pretending

I was made of steel

But a dirty blues confession

Is the only thing I feel

I'm sorry, baby

For the road I chose

For every cold goodbye

And the way it froze

If a broken heart can still find its way back home

Meet me at the gate, don't leave me alone

If you still hear me

Through the thunder and the wire

I'm standing in the rain with my shame and my fire