Hm-hm-hm-hm Hm-hm-hm-hm There's an old man cutting through the land In a slow lead old train Seeing into things in the windowpane Of that steamboat old train See the outside, such a pretty side Discuss falling fall rain See the inside, it's reflected by Now we can't hide all right Oh, it's a city rather lonesome There's somebody in the glass And she's smiling, let him hiding There is cry in smiling back ♪ Thus by magic, a train took to flight And it sailed north through the light As the darkness up around the sky The reflection came to aligned There were fireworks in the northern lights They were dancing like a kite At the last stop, they came tumbling down For fine feet placed on the ground ♪ Hm-hm hm-hm hm-hm Hm-hm hm-hm hm-hm Hm-hm hm-hm hm-hm Hm-hm hm-hm hm-hm