Black smoke rises as the train enters the station.
It’s time I get out, time I leave this nation
For a while, but not too long indeed.
There are just a few places that I need to see
And a part of me that I need to discover.
I promise you I’ll return back here another
Man, but yet still the same me.
It’s time for a while I set myself free
From the world I am in, discover who I am.
The funny thing is, I don’t have a plan
For where I’m first going, first train I suppose
Is the one I will get on, get on alone.
But by darling, I really do wish you were here.
It’s too bad that you are not any place near.
Holding your hand would make this more easy
And seeing your face would make me less queasy.
But deep down I know I must do this alone
If I wish to return with myself better known.
The train’s now approaching, I’m slightly distraught.
But I find comfort now in this thought:
Though you’re not here, just the mere thought of you
Is plenty enough to turn my skies blue.