Time moves like fast trains cutting through the air
It is the enemy of children's dreams
Suddenly it leaves you in a station
You don't know where and you wonder how
Nobody speaks your language
Nobody seems to care
The train's pulling out of the station and it's left you stranded
It doesn't seem natural and it doesn't seem fair
So you just survive
You just survive
And you think about love
And you think about hate
And you think about dreams
And you think about fate
When you think about it, how do you tell someone?
I woke up in the middle of the night with a beating in my chest
I dreamed I'd protected a stowaway on some foreign train
And as the darkness faded, I forgot the rest, and I wondered why
And as the day grows older, I think I understand
Nobody speaks my language, nobody takes my hand
Suddenly I realized that the stowaway was me, it was me
And you think about love
And you think about hate
And you think about dreams
And you think about fate
When you think about it, how do you tell someone?
I live and die in this long, unbroken chain
I think I passed you by in the pouring rain
Will we meet again on the one way train?
On the one way train
And in cool musuem halls and written pages
Forgotten rails laid down long ago
By better men than me for ages and ages
They seemed to know
That when you think about love
And you think about hate
And you think about dreams
And you think about fate
When you think about it, how do you tell someone?
On the one way train