Waking on a train dreaming, charmed alone they started speaking. 
Captured in his artist way before the memories fade away. 
To remember a face, and you're home or want to. 
Certain they would meet soon, paint a portrait of a family. 
Sigle light on, single way, single light away. 
The night fell. 
Saw a painting on the stairwell to mourn the passing of a daughter dear. 
Her soul upon the train so far so near. 
Just close your eyes and you're home.