How beautiful the station was ,
When you used to arrive after the summer .

So far away from home
left in the rushing waves and pain
In the pouring rain all alone

Well, the years went by like a train goes by
in a melancholy song.
And our love ran dry like a well runs dry
or a flame that's been burning too long.

Where does the train go?
Where do the tracks end?
Everyday the train comes
Only to pass by me again

Your uncertainty of coming back ,
Made me wait a little longer everytime.
I will wait always wait a little longer ~

'Going away' is always bit difficult, isn't it?
Be it from your mother or your face licking pet or your beloved...
'Going away' is always a heart wrenching pain.

It's a sub-conscious state where you both don't know
When will you again see each other's face and feel their pale skin and the intimacy written on it.
Thinking of being apart from that eternal bond isn't so casual as your surroundings think....
....... It is not at all easy , it is not what you always see or evaluate without knowing.

'Going away' is all about those undropped tears and silent bawling,
You know nothing will be like earlier as it used to be...
You will be somewhere and "they" somewhere else too....
..... Things will again fall in places with growing and emerging time.

It's a drastic change for everyone of you,
Who have faced "going away" moment.

'Going away' will make you much stronger and motivated to see D-R-E-A-M-S.
D-R-E-A-M-S which are for you and them,
D-R-E-A-M-S of being together someday again forever ... As you all used to be,
D-R-E-A-M-S which will let you to float through life.

'Going away' is not what you think apparently;
It is how you recreate yourself after that phrase.

So, don't be heart-broken darling,
If this 'going away' decision is mutual it will create magic someday and
You know I will be there in glowing tears with your magical retreat.

Because 'going away' from you can't ever make us apart.
We will D-R-E-A-M together, forever..... Again and again .

For those undropped tears and uncried fears: we will D-R-E-A-M on and "going away" will move on very soon.

I have this sick idea
why does my departure
mean the end
why cant it mean
our beginning
im not ready
to let you go