I was riding on this train

looking out the back door on where I had been

thinking about the sun and 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