A train full of sorrow,
drives through my mind.
But I shift my past,
like the points.
Only in that way,
I will leave it all far behind.
Tears in my eyes,
rolling down my face,
just trying to find their way back,
like the train.
My wish in a misty dream,
it's there to gain.
Million miles away from here,
listen to the sound of my fear.
Suddenly my pain gets too much,
big headlights coming at me,
but the train passes by..........
If only I had the guts to die...