Rookie Dreaming - Courtney Marie Andrews

I was singin' with the choir on the train

I was a traveling man, I did not yet have a name

I was a 1960's 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 1960's movie, I am an unwritten story

I am a when will I see you again?