one thing never changed

that old train keeps blowing

through the center of this town

restores my faith

when the chips are down

it don't take no passengers

since the streets got re-arranged

but that whistle still blows

because one thing never changed

the boy i was loving

had to say so long

back to a world

where i don't belong

it affected me so

you could say i was deranged

but that whistles gonna blow

because one thing never changed

speak to me

speak to me again

speak to me

speak to me again

that old train keeps blowing

i can hear it in the night

i hold onto myself

its gonna be alright

people come and go

like cars changing lanes

but that whistles gonna blow

because one thing never changed.