Waking on a train dreaming, charmed alone they started speaking.

Captured in his artist way before the memories fade away.

To remember a face, and you're home or want to.

Certain they would meet soon, paint a portrait of a family.

Sigle light on, single way, single light away.

The night fell.

Saw a painting on the stairwell to mourn the passing of a daughter dear.

Her soul upon the train so far so near.

Just close your eyes and you're home.