The message In a faded envelope In a vice-like grip The pa**age Of a carriage in the dark On a foreign trip (again) The image Of a figure in the trees In the evening rain The knowledge Of a stranger in your midst On a speeding train (again) Night train He senses Perfume lingers in the night Smell of French cologne He watches As a hand turns down the light Leaves him all alone (again) He whispers In a dim lit empty room But it's all in vain He laughs When he reads the note he finds On the midnight train (again) Night train Journey on the night train