Nektar Train From Nowhere
In a 747 or the Santa Maria
The new world is the focus of the foreigner's dream
Takes to the sea he takes to the skies
Money he blows, follows his nose, he won't care
He may arrive in New York or the Spanish steps in Rome
He's the spirit looking harder for the place he'll call home
New kingdom in the making though the odds against him's high
In the splendour of the morning
He is now arriving at the platform someplace
On the train from nowhere
There is no one there to greet the stranger
But you'll see he won't care
Passing through the borders with a smile upon his face
He always has to slow down just to join the human race
Which takes him through his life at only twice the normal pace
And as soon as he's rested he'll do it again
Now arriving at the platform someplace
It's the train from nowhere
There is no one there to meet the stranger
But you'll see he won't care
Passing through the borders with a smile 'pon his face
He always has to slow down just to join the human race
Which takes him through his life at only twice the normal pace
And as soon as he's rested he'll do it again
Doesn't know when he won't care
(It's the) train from nowhere
(On the) train from nowhere
(It's the) train from nowhere
Money he blows.goes up his nose, he won't care
(It's the) train from nowhere
(On the) train from nowhere
(It's the) train from nowhere
(On the) train from nowhere
(It's the) train from nowhere
(On the) train from nowhere
(It's the) train from nowhere
(On the) train from nowhere
