There's a train running through Nebraska

There's a cold running through my veins

and as far as I can see,

It's all white. There could no one be (out there)



There's a boy running through Nebraska.

And it's cold in the kitchen, I make some tea

for the rainy day's sake



And as far as my thoughts go

I see you running down the streets in some

Doomed town far away



And i ran my londely way

I would die to catch you on the train today

But you ran down the other way

(For the guilt of the wrongly prayed prayers)



There's a fire running through Nebraska

And it's cold in the kitchen I make some tea

for them rainy days I'd have loved to spend with you

I was lucky enough to escape in the nick of

Time will mitigate all wounds but i

miss you anyway.



And I ran my lonely way

I would've died to catch you on the train

That day.

But we're both hurt.

In another way