I was riding on this train looking out the back door on where I had been thinking about the sun and your golden skin your golden skin I`m looking back out onto where I`m coming from out into that big white sun out into that big white sun big white sun I was feeling kind of strange chasing these tracks to a room by the lake I heard your song and it took me away I wanted to stay I`m looking back out onto where I`m coming from out into that big white sun out into that big white sun big white sun
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