Steve Winwood This Train Won't Stop Lyrics:
In the city streets where I was born People bowed
their heads from dusk till dawn Never realized the
potential of their lives Till the reaper came to
cut the corn Some were born to live a life of
ease, never knowing suffering or disease Till that
final day when judgment comes their way, then they
fall down on their knees and pray This train won't
stop ... Till we reach the end of the line

In the golden fields of yesterday where the
children used to laugh and play You can hear the
sound of hammer breaking steel When you take more
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than you give it never heals I can see it rolling
'cross the sky on the holy mountains where eagles
cry Far from earth below where poisoned rivers
flow where I'm free to let my soul and spirit fly
This train won't stop ... Till we reach the end of
the line

And will the road find it, and will the soul guide
you down When will we really see that higher love,
when we reach the end of our lives This train
won't stop ... Till we reach the end of the line

See the reaper in the field, time to get your
spirit healed Now the doors are open wide, there's
no place that you can hide Tell your children
Lyrics: This Train Won't Stop, Steve Winwood [end]