Don't Stop This Train

No I'm not colorblind

I know the world is black and white

Try to keep an open mind

But I just can't sleep on this tonight

Stop this train

I want to get off

And go home again

I can't take the speed it's moving in

I know I can't

But honestly, won't someone this train?

Don't know how else to say it

Don't want to see my parents go

One generation's length away

From fighting life out on my own

Stop this train

I want to get off

And go home again

I can't take the speed it's moving in

I know I can't

But honestly, won't someone stop this train?

So scared of getting older

I'm only good at being young

So I play the numbers game

To find a way to say that life has just begun

Had a talk with my old man

Said "help me understand"

He said "turn sixty-eight"

"You'll renegotiate"

"Don't stop this train

Don't for a minute change the place you're in

And don't think I couldn't ever understand

I tried my hand

John, honestly we'll never stop this train"

Once in a while, when it's good

It'll feel like it should

And they're all still around

And you're still safe and sound

And you don't miss a thing

Till you cry when you're driving away in the dark

Singing

Stop this train

I want to get off

And go home again

I can't take the speed it's moving in

I know I can't

Cause now I see I'll never stop this train

This song pretty much describes exactly how I feel lately.

My life is going by extremely fast. I feel like I've been here for a long time.

I miss my country already. I miss the people over there. Thoughts come to mind every night. I'm thinking: 'Will I ever find friends that can compare to those I've made in the last few years?'

I don't know. I hope so. Throughout my life I've changed friends several times because of switching schools or cities, and I always lose contact. This time it's different. Some people say the friends you make in highschool are truly your friends forever. I hope so.

Sometimes I feel like I'm having the time of my life here. Others, I'm miserable. Or I simply feel out of place. Adjusting is slow, but I'll get there. And though at times I may think to myself: 'Why am I here? I should be back in my country, I'm not going to be able to stay here for four years.' I know that I'm here for a reason, I'm here to learn, and learn I will. It's already started, and I couldn't stop the train even if I wanted to, so it's time to enjoy the ride.