I was riding on this train
Looking out the back door on where I had been
Thinking about the
sun on your golden skin
Your golden
skin I'm looking back out
onto where I'm coming
From out into that big white sun Out into that
big white sun
Big white sun
I was feeling kind of strange
Chasing these
tracks to a room by the lake
I heard your song
and it took me away
I wanted to
stay I'm looking
back out
onto where I'm coming
From
out
into that big white sun Out
into that
big white sun
Big white sun