I saw Jesus yesterday
down at the station
He was waiting on a train
I was only waiting
The sky looked like rain
the clouds rolled with thunder
as I looked away
I heard a voice from under my breath
said boy you wanna ride with me
you gotta believe this train is coming
I couldn't see
but I could hear the engines running
politicians preach; preachers walk on fire
just outside I reach my true heart's desire
souls weep; reach for a ground that's higher
we could all gather on this hill
but there's no guarantee we'll stay dry there
I saw Jesus yesterday
down at the station
He looked at me and I looked away
I must admit
I was a little ashamed of the path I'm running