I might seem a bit peculiar,
A bit not right,
For though I try, I remain a stranger,
Not of this time
I swear I'm almost there,
Though I've been wandering for days
I may be chasing ghost trains hoping they'll arrive
Where we used to play
I may be hopping ghost trains for they terminate
Where we used to play in those days
I know I'm with strangers
I recognize and I realize my own disowned me
We're never mind
I swear I'm almost there
This is right where we used to play
I may be chasing ghost trains hoping they'll arrive
Where we used to play
I may be hopping ghost trains for they terminate
Where we used to play in those days
I never will let it go until I find the place I called mine
I never was truly meant for this time