Written by: myles goodwyn



I read the colors this mornin'

I read the colors today

About a man who left from nowhere to be someone

And every day he has to pay in every way



I met a man from new york city

He spoke of things I've yet to find

A good man driven from his homeland

Tryin' to find some piece of mind



It's a fast train

It's a fast train

It's a fast train

It's a fast train



It's a fast train

It's a fast train

It's a fast train

It's a fast train

It's a fast train

It's a fast train

It's a fast train

It's a fast train

It's a fast train