Rookie Dreaming

I was singin’ with the choir on the train
I was a traveling man, I did not yet have a name
I was a 1960s movie, I was a one-night love story
I was a ‘you will never see me again’

I was movin’ too fast to see
All the paintings in Paris or the sunrise in Barcelona
I was too broke, too shallow to dive deep
Too busy carrying the weight of everything

Young with nowhere to be
But you can’t get far for free
This ain’t no rookie dreaming
This ain’t no rookie dreaming

I was on the hunt for visions out of reach
All those daydreamin’ mornings
All the wishful goodnight thinking
I have steered through every dark alley
In hopes of a light at the end that I could see

Young with nowhere to be
But you can’t get far for free
This ain’t no rookie dreaming
This ain’t no rookie dreaming

I am sitting all alone on this train
I am a passenger to somewhere I do not yet know the name
I am a 1960s movie, I am an unwritten story
I am a ‘when will I see you again? ‘