The messageIn a faded envelopeIn a vice-like gripThe passageOf a carriage in the darkOn a foreign trip (again) The imageOf a figure in the treesIn the evening rainThe knowledgeOf a stranger in your midstOn a speeding train (again) Night trainHe sensesPerfume lingers in the nightSmell of French cologneHe watchesAs a hand turns down the lightLea ves him all alone (again)He whispersIn a dim lit empty roomBut it's all in vainHe laughsWhen he reads the note he find sOn the midnight train (again)Night trainJourney on the night train