I bet you thought your life would change But you're sat on a train again Your memories are sceneries For things you said but never really meant You build it too high to say goodbye Because you're not the same as them But your death, it won't happen to you
I'm in my bed sitting, talking to screens all day But I can't seem to say what's on my brain But I wonder, I wonder If you would feel the same If one day we'd meet face to face