I am on my way on a train
steaming along in the rain
from the life I lived before.
I have a tear in my eye
sometimes it's easy to cry
though I'm not a child anymore.
Can't stop the train from rolling
or make the wheels turn slow
you know I had to go.
Can't stop the train from rolling
and neather snow or rain
can get me back again.
I am on the run from my home
somehow I'll make it alone
if I'm strong enough today.
You know I had to go along,
pray for me while I am all gone
think of me sometime anyway.
Can't stop the train from rolling
or make the whels turn slow
you know I had to go.
Can't stop the train from rolling
and neather snow or rain
can get me back again.