Letra
Ver letra con acordes
I read the colours this morning
I read the colours today
About a man who left from nowhere to be someone
And every day he has to pay in every way
I met a man from new york city
He spoke of things I can't define
A good man driven from his homeland
Trying to find some peace of mind
It's a fast train, it's a fast train
It's a fast train, it's a fast train