The message, In a faded envelope, In a vice-like grip
The passage, Of a carriage in the dark, On a foreign trip (again)
The image, Of a figure in the trees, In the evening rain
The knowledge, Of a stranger in your midst, On a speeding train (again)

Night train

He senses, Perfume lingers in the night, Smell of French cologne
He watches, As a hand turns down the light, Leaves him all alone (again)
He whispers, In a dim lit empty room, But it's all in vain
He laughs, When he reads the note he finds, On the midnight train (again)

Night train
Journey on the night train