I was riding on this train 
looking out the back door on where I had been 
thinking about the sun and your golden skin 
your golden skin 
I'm looking back 
out onto where I'm coming from 
out into that big white sun 
out into that big white sun 
big white sun 
I was feeling kind of strange 
chasing these tracks to a room by the lake 
I heard your song and it took me away 
I wanted to stay 
I'm looking back 
out onto where I'm coming from 
out into that big white sun 
out into that big white sun 
big white sun