James Hall

Lyrics

(Eric McFadden, James Hall)

I’m not the kind that takes love lightly,
So, don’t you leave me, hanging on a wire,
You’re not a girl that takes the highway,
I’m not the first to stop here for the night.

I’m riding that train, all the way to salvation,
Til I feel the wind, on my soul.
I’m taking that train, all the way to the station,
I ain’t stepping off, til I make it home.

Hand me down, your wings of ivory,
And I will give you my favorite coat,
And we’ll go wander in the midnight,
Where lonely souls, never grow old.

I’m riding that train, all the way to salvation,
Til I feel the wind, on my soul.
I’m taking that train, all the way to the station,
I ain’t stepping off, til I make it home.

I’m riding that train, all the way to salvation,
Til I feel the wind, on my soul.
I’m taking that train, all the way to the station,
I ain’t stepping off, til I make it home.
Home.