Lonely Train Rides

There’s something about these train rides Watching life pass me by Once again, leaving everything I need behind The speaker overhead rattles “Next stop Seattle, heading west” Holding back tears, I’m doing my best But a few always seem to get away I look out the window to see what life has in store today First glance is a burnt down barn And a tree full of color To my left I see a little boy leaning on his mother That barn was once so alive and that tree was so green And now I have my lover for the times I need to lean An old couple holding hands Might be the best sight I’ve seen I sometimes forget how to look at the beauty in things But these lonely train rides help me remember It may be a sad day today, but life won’t stop happening