(Peters) Wheels on steel go rumbling through the night Away away they seem to say I tip-toe tip-toe through the sleeping train An infant king who meets his bride My self-reflection in the window pane A portrait or a photograph Two eyes two ears nose uncertain smile A child reflected thousandfold Someone said the other day The border`s closed there`s no way in or out Pack your bags make up your mind You can leave your memories behind The water in a river we just crossed Reflects a dark and rolling sky The train keeps speeding through an endless night My mood is changing every mile Someone said the other day The world is cracking up it`s plain to see (I) overheard two people say Some gold works wonders when you want to go This is a portrait not a photograph It says a great deal about me Two eyes two ears nose uncertain smile The infant king is on his way
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