As we travel through mountains and cities,
Sunshine and rain,
I look around and I wonder about the stories
Of the people on this train.
A mother sits quietly
with her arms around her son
And I wonder where they’re headed
And where they came from.
There’s an old couple sitting together
Seemingly happy, and free
I wonder how many years they’ve had,
And how many miles they’ve seen.
There’s a girl with headphones, sitting alone
I wonder about her life
And all that she’s known.
I wonder about her joys and her sorrows,
Her hopes and her dreams
As we pass by grass and sheep and rocky water streams.
I wonder if I’d been born here
How my life would be
Would I always spend my time on trains
And sipping afternoon tea?
Going to the other side of the world
Is a funny thing
I’ve seen water that glistens
And mountains that sing.
I’ve seen castles and cities and really old towns
This is where I have the accent
And I pay in “pounds.”
But really we’re not as different as it seems
Just like the girl with the headphones,
I have my own hopes and dreams.
Really, we’re all just the same kind of people,
chasing after the same kind of things.
One thought on “People & Trains In Scotland”
I love this!!!