Written by: myles goodwyn      I read the colors this mornin'   I read the colors today   About a man who left from nowhere to be someone   And every day he has to pay in every way      I met a man from new york city   He spoke of things I've yet to find   A good man driven from his homeland   Tryin' to find some piece of mind      It's a fast train   It's a fast train   It's a fast train   It's a fast train      It's a fast train   It's a fast train   It's a fast train   It's a fast train   It's a fast train   It's a fast train   It's a fast train   It's a fast train   It's a fast train