(R. Johnson). Well I followed her to the station. With a suitcase in my hand. Yeah I followed her to the station. With a suitcase in my hand. Whoa it's hard to tell it's hard to tell. When all your love's in vain. When the train come in the station. I looked her in the eye. Well the train come in the station. And I looked her in the eye. Whoa I felt so sad so lonesome. That I could not help but cry. When the train left the station. It had two lights on behind. Yeah when the train left the station. It had two lights on behind. Whoa the blue light was my baby. And the red light was my mind. All my love was in vain. All my love's in vain.