It’s time

This silence has created so much resentment

I think that if you told me today what I’ve been wanting to hear. What I needed to hear months ago… nothing would change

Deep inside, I would hold it against you

don’t let this happen, reach out while there’s still time

Voyage au Canada

I used to be the main express
All steam and whistles heading west Picking up my pain from door to door Riding on the storyline, furnace burning overtime But this train don't stop This train don't stop This train don't stop there anymore