Going south

Take  my place

On the train

As I gaze through the rain

Seagulls fly standing high in the sky

Every morning like this morning waking up in tears

Every morning like this morning wishing I could fly

And leave behind the pain and all the things gone wrong

Train is moving leading to the point of no return

I’m Going South

Where I’m gonna be tomorrow this time

South

Sky bright

South

There I’m gonna be tomorrow this time

Feels like making love

I can see

Through the land

Rivers flow

To their end

As I flow to the place I was grown

Holy Father Bless my journey as I long for peace

Holy Father bless my journey to my peace of mind

And keep an eye for all the people who stand still

With regretting, fear for switching into something new

But I’m going South

Where I’m gonna be tomorrow this time

South

Sky bright

South

There I’m gonna be tomorrow this time

Feels like making love

Will my train bring me safe

Will my place be the same

Will my hearth bring me high to the sky

Feels like making love