Push It Along

Push it along Push it along Baby I'm gonna ride the train Ride baby Push it along Push it along Baby I'm gonna ride the train Ride baby The desert moon is full, and he lacks a sense I feel the loving touch of invisible hands And all across the sky, I could see his eyes Lift me up let my soul just fly (around me) Push it along Push it along Baby I'm gonna ride the train Ride baby Ride baby Ride baby Through desert winds that know no reason Where the only sound is of the season The heat of the day, the cool of the evening I'm the only measure, of what I'm feeling So what to think? So what to feel? So what to see? So what to be? I'm used to this I'm used to that I'll stand in a field In a scarecrows' hat Push it along Push it along Baby I'm gonna ride the train Ride baby Ride baby Ride baby