BaIint - On the Train Heading Home Lyrics

I'm on the train heading home, watchin' fields roll by,
Golden waves of summer wheat, 'neath a clear blue sky.
The whistle's blowin' softly, like a song I used to know,
And every mile that passes takes me back to long ago.
On the train heading home, where the rivers run slow,
Where the past still lingers, in the places I used to go.
With each turn of the rail, I feel it in my bones,
I'm just a lonesome traveler, on the train heading home.
I see the old oak tree, where we carved our names in love,
And the hills where we would wander, with the stars above.
The countryside is callin', with memories in the wind,
And I can't help but wonder if I'll feel that way again.
On the train heading home, where the rivers run slow,
Where the past still lingers, in the places I used to go.
With each turn of the rail, I feel it in my bones,
I'm just a lonesome traveler, on the train heading home.
The windows show the seasons, changing in the light,
But my heart stays in the summer, where everything felt right.
Though time has passed and faces fade, that old town still remains,
A place where I can rest my heart and heal from all the pain.
On the train heading home, where the rivers run slow,
Where the past still lingers, in the places I used to go.
With each turn of the rail, I feel it in my bones,
I'm just a lonesome traveler, on the train heading home.
The station's just ahead now, with the village in my view,
And though the years have changed me, this road is still true.
On the train heading home, where my heart's never alone,
I'll find my way back, on this train heading home.