The trains depart upon the hour all the time.
It gets me thinking, maybe this one's mine.
So hard to break away, but that's the way I feel.
To try to get to something that's more real.

The time came when I saw
That there was more than this
The memories, it seems I'll miss.
Those empty dreams, those broken seams,
It's all the same.
It still hurts when I hear her name.

I tried to walk away, but to no avail.
A vain attempt maybe, but I didn't fail.
The people, the parties, oh how I couldn't take.
I played those silly games, all for her own sake.

The time came when I saw
That there was more than this
The memories, it seems I'll miss.
Those empty dreams, those broken seams,
It's all the same.
It still hurts when I hear her name.