I don't know nothing about trains cept how sad they always sound
I've seen em once or twice chugging their way around
Black as my heart feels but it's not one and the same
There aint much I can say cause I don't know nothing about trains
I don't know nothing about love except the sweetness of his charm
Oh and time don't stop, stop for no one
can't you feel it running out
Since I been grown, the song is now
Aint there anything we can talk about
Guitar solo