Gosh, when is this train gonna come?
the train we sing about, you know, the one that will carry me home.
Gosh, when is this train gonna come?
the train that keeps on rolling right along with all the perfect people on board
Gosh, when is this train gonna come?
I got all this luggage, baggage and gear
I aim to let go of my frustration, worry and fear
well, is the train here yet?
Gosh, when is this train gonna come?
You, know this world is not my home.
I want to go home but I need the train to come and pick me up
huh? what you say conductor? this train carries everybody?
oh, this is not the train to heaven?
it’s the train to Jay street?!
huh?
okay, well, I guess I’ll go to heaven soon. Right now, I’ll visit my earthly home on Jay Street.
very well written u did a good job
Sarah
My neck hurts now.
the train with the perfect people is that train bounded for Holiness.
This kids don’t look angry that the train isn’t around yet.