Ghost Train

When the lightning strikes my dear
I have to be on my way
I know what I have to do but
I won’t know what to say
I pack my bags in the dead of night
And I kiss you farewell
I say goodbye to the smoky wind
And so long to the greater sky
When you hear the ghosttrain whistle
In the middle of the night
I’ll be out of mind
And you’ll be out of sight
And now I am a refugee
In the darkness of myself
I disappeared without a trace
In the triangle of my fears
I always wondered who I am
But I’ve never really know
I’m a hundred miles away from you
But a thousand miles from me
Stop the world for a day or two
Until I know who I am
I walk along the winding tracks
Until I’m in your arms
And when the smoke around me
Slowly starts to lift
I see you on the platform
I whistle as we cheer