THE NIGHT IS LONELY, DARK AND LONG;
I
NEED YOU HERE WITH ME.
THOUGH WE'RE APART OUR LOVE IS STRONG.
WE
TWO WERE MEANT TO BE.
MY WORK IS DONE, I'M COMING HOME.
I'M
LEAVING HERE TONIGHT.
THE RISING MOON WILL LIGHT MY WAY,
IF
ONLY IT IS BRIGHT.
I TAKE THE ROAD, IN HURRIED MODE,
MY
HEADLIGHTS GLEAM THE DUST.
HYPNOTIC SIGHTS ARE MY DELIGHTS,
BUT
STAY AWAKE I MUST.
THE BRIGHTENING MOON INSPIRES A TUNE,
IT
WALTZES THROUGH MY HEAD.
RECALLING TIMES I SPENT WITH YOU,
THE
DAY WE TWO WERE WED.
THE RAGING TRAIN INVADES MY BRAIN —
BRIGHT
LIGHT AND AWESOME ROAR...
CABOOSE'S LIGHT RETURNS THE NIGHT —
IT'S
SOFT AND STILL ONCE MORE.
THE OLD TRUCK WHEELS PAST SLEEPY
FIELDS
THAT
WAVE AS WE GLIDE BY.
THE MOON RIDES ON THE RAILROAD TRACK
'NEATH
MIDNIGHT'S VELVET SKY.
I TRAVEL ON TO HURRY HOME,
TO
GET BACK HOME TO YOU;
I KNOW YOU WAIT BEYOND OUR GATE,
WITH
LOVE SO STRONG AND TRUE.
I
RUSH TO RACE THE DAWN.
THE THOUGHT OF YOU, AND WHAT YOU DO
GIVES
STRENGTH TO CARRY ON.
THE WESTERN SKY TURMOILS ON HIGH,
AND
THREATENS LATER RAIN.
THE SUN BEGUILES AND SHORTLY STYLES
THE
TRACK WITH KISSES TWAIN.
THE FINAL MILE I DO IN STYLE,
AT
LAST I SEE OUR HOME.
I RUN TO FACE YOUR WARM EMBRACE —
I
NEVER MORE WILL ROAM.
THE LONG DAY ENDS, OUR LIFE BEGINS
ANEW,
— WE'LL SHARE OUR TALES.
THE NIGHT DESCENDS, THE MOON AGAIN
RIDES
SOFTLY ON THE RAILS.
FOR THOSE WHO ROAM AFAR FROM HOME
THE
ROAD'S A LONELY PLACE.
THE MOON ALONG THE RAILROAD TRACK
WILL
NEVER LOSE THE RACE.
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