Manhattan's Iron Horses - Chamberlain

Strange voices calling me back home

I should not have come here alone

I called you from the station

The hands of your voice reached through the phone

Saying «what took you so long.»

(Ride, ride, ride)

This is the last train out

(Ride, ride, ride)

I’m gonna ride it

When I get back to you

We’ll sit out back just like we used to

Sit quietly trading eyes

We’ll stay up for nights on end

You know we always outlived the lamplight;

We’ll get up and do it all again, again, and again

(Ride, ride, ride)

This is the last train out

(Ride, ride, ride)

I’m gonna ride it

Tonight a world is stretched out between us

Before long we’ll be laughing in the same room

All this pain will be a world away

When all is said and done

My mind’s on the tracks through the fields

And my heart is racing speed and steam

My soul is waking up out of a long-haul dream

I don’t care how rough the track is

I’ll cross bridges as they’re falling down

There’s no circumstance that can keep me away from you

No rainstorm I won’t pull through

(Ride, ride, ride)

This is the last train out

(Ride, ride, ride)

I’m gonna ride it