yeah it's not a way to live
We say the rock bed is dry,
we say the drought has got to give
And I can see the run -down station
Where the trees grow in the tracks
Show me how the roof is caved in
Tell me there's no going back
I've been waiting for the train to come
Finds a break in the stone
it's when the dreaming starts again
It all comes true if the light
turns before I count to ten
And if I do a few things better now,
better than I've done before
ever wanted will be there,
will be standing at my door
and I'll be waiting for the train to come
that finds a break in the stone
And in the light of this reverie
It's as clear as any memory
Oh, have you heard the news
of the bringing back the train?
Clear the trees and the old rails
It's like we emptied out the sky,
and the creek was running
you could hear it rushing by, rushing by.
But I'm gonna stay a little longer
I'm watching as the water runs through