I always seem to be saying goodbye
And rolling through the mountains like a train
My uncle's at the chopping block
Turning chickens into fountains
I'm a barefoot child, watching in the rain
That stepped into this song
Taken a bow and stepped right out again
I'm sitting on the balcony
Reading Flannery O'Connor with a pencil and a plan
This song is like a rain cloud
That keeps circling overhead
And here it comes around again
And it's only love
With a little bit of rain
And I hope to see you again
A reindeer frozen in the footlights
Steps back into the woods
My heart, it is an open road
Where we ran away for good
Look over there, look over there
The sun, a barefoot child
With fire in his hair
And then a sudden sun explodes
It was you, it was you and only you
And it's only love
Driving through the rain
Rolling down the mountains like a train
it's only love
And it comes on like a train (it's only love)
Rolling down the mountains in the rain