Текст песни Steve Winwood - This Train Won`t Stop
Steve Winwood - This Train Won`t Stop слова песни
In the city streets where I was bornPeople bowed their heads from dusk till dawnNever realized the potential of their livesTill the reaper came to cut the cornSome were born to live a life of ease, never knowing suffering or diseaseTill that final day when judgment comes their way, then they fall down on their knees and prayThis train won`t stop ... Till we reach the end of the lineIn the golden fields of yesterday where the children used to laugh and playYou can hear the sound of hammer breaking steelWhen you take more than you give it never healsI can see it rolling `cross the sky on the holy mountains where eagles cryFar from earth below where poisoned rivers flow where I`m free to let my soul and spirit flyThis train won`t stop ... Till we reach the end of the lineAnd will the road find it, and will the soul guide you downWhen will we really see that higher love, when we reach the end of our livesThis train won`t stop ... Till we reach the end of the lineSee the reaper in the field, time to get your spirit healedNow the doors are open wide, there`s no place that you can hideTell your children