[Intro]
[Verse 1]I am sitting by the window with my hands upon my knees.Watching fields and fences blur like water through the trees.Someone punched my ticket but they never said the fare.I don't know this conductor, and I wonder if he cares.
[Verse 2]Every station that we pass has a name I've never known.Every mile behind me is a life I might have grown.I keep asking where we're going, but the whistle drowns my voice.Maybe I was never meant to have a say or choice.
[Chorus]Who's driving this train, and where does it end?Is there a light at the final bend?I'm just a rider asking why I'm here,Hoping the conductor holds me near.
[Verse 3]The old man across the aisle says he's been riding since a boy.He says the tracks were laid before we learned to feel this joy.He says the engine's older than the mountains that we climb,And the one who built the railroad is outside of space and time.
[Pre-chorus]So I lay my questions down like luggage on the floor.Maybe I don't need the answer, just the open door.
[Chorus]Who's driving this train, and where does it end?Is there a light at the final bend?I'm just a rider asking why I'm here,Hoping the conductor holds me near.
[Bridge - Atmospheric and Sparse]Through the tunnel, dark and long,I hear a distant, holy song.A voice that says, "You're not alone,This rail was built to bring you home."And the wheels keep turning, turning still,Up through valley, over hill.
[Instrumental Break: Pedal Steel Solo]
[Verse 4]Now the fields have turned to fire, and the sky's an open door.I can see a station waiting that I've never seen before.There's a platform bright as morning, and I hear my true name called.Every question I was carrying just falls, and falls, and falls.
[Final Chorus - Layered Vocals]Who's driving this train, I finally see.The hands upon the wheel have carried me.I'm not just a rider lost and small,I'm a child who was known before the fall.Who's driving this train, oh who's driving this train?Who's driving this train — I'll ride it home again.
[Outro]So I'll rest my head against the glass,And let the fading world go past.The engine hums a hymn so old,Carrying me where the light unfolds.