I, I might seem a bit peculiar
A bit not right
For though, though I try, I remain a stranger
Not of this timeI swear I'm almost there
Though I've been wandering for daysI may, may be chasing ghost trains
Hoping they'll arrive where we used to play
I may, may be hopping ghost trains
For they terminate where we used to play in those daysI know I'm with strangers I recognize
And I, I realize my own disowned me
Were never mineI swear I'm almost there
This is right where we used to playI may, may be chasing ghost trains
Hoping they'll arrive where we used to play, oh
I may, may be hopping ghost trains
For they terminate where we used to playI, I never will let it go
Until I find the place I called mine, oh
I, I never will let it go
I never was truly meant for this timeI, I might seem a bit peculiar
A bit not rightI may, may be chasing ghost trains
Hoping they'll arrive where we used to play, oh
I may, may be hopping ghost trains
For they terminate where we used to play in those daysWhere we used to play in those days
Where we used to play in those days
In those days, in those days
In those days, in those days
In those days, in those