The Travlin' Song

It's been along day in the city of dreams,everything that came together fell apart it seems alot of waitin, anticipation, tryin to reach your destination, hangin on a train to nowhere, held at bay on the way to everywhere.
I've been locked down to a certain kind of holding ground, tried to test my theories they have proven unsound. lost in space, yet held in place, i wish that i could see your face, hanging on a a train to somewhere, in life on the way to everywhere.

On my way home, i got to get back to the place i belong say you'll stay a while i can't live without your smile but i can't see your smile from the telephone.

I can't see your face from the telephone