| Lyrics: | There's a whisper in the wires, no love
Of a black train-a-comin', no love
From the heart
of the desert, no love
And the rhythms of my hometown
My eyes are open, no
love
Watching for the train, no love, no love
Just a breath across the ocean
Feel no
love
If it flies, it dies
Flags into a pocket, no love
We're standing on a
platform
Feel no love
In everyone a hook line, no love, no love
Against me making
time
Feel no love
Whisper in the wires, no love
Of a black train-a-comin', no
love, no love
From the heart of the desert, no love
And the rhythms of my hometown
And
the rhythms of my hometown
Feel no love
And the rhythms of my hometown |
