Cry out to a God I'm not sure I believe in
Asking Him for a way through this hell He says, Son, I'm sorry but there's no room
for you now The train to salvation is sold out
I'm fighting my way against damnation I'm fighting my way to get home
I'm fighting my way against damnation I'm fighting my way to get home
Cry out to a God I'm not sure I believe in Asking Him for a way through this hell
He says, Son, I'm sorry but there's no room for you now
This train to salvation is sold out
I'm fighting my way against damnation I'm fighting my way to get home
I'm fighting my way against damnation I'm fighting my way to get home
To get home To get home
To get home To get home
Home
Try catching the train as it leaves the station Missed by an inch, it feels like a mile
Fall to my knees as it fades in the distance Oh my God, have you forsaken me now?
I'm fighting my way against damnation I'm fighting my way to get home
I'm fighting my way against damnation I'm fighting my way to get home
To get home To get home
To get home To get home
Home
Cry out to a God I'm not sure I believe in Asking Him for a way through this hell
He shakes his head as he points in the distance Oh my son, you have farther left to go
I'm fighting my way against damnation I'm fighting my way to get home
I'm fighting my way against damnation I'm fighting my way to get home
To get home To get home
To get home To get home
Home