Runaway Train

Presently

The future is in the middle of a love triangle,

With calmity and me in the corner

Starting to feel uncomfortable,

The more I try to seperate

The better it fells to get right in the way.

Should I douse the spark or fan the flames or merelt thing of clever things

To say?

And I try so hard to get out of the way

Of that runaway train.

Oh,how I do love the rain.

Oh...

Seems to me

That being in the middle is starting to get me in trouble.

I tried to run away but they have a talent for making trouble seem enjoyable.

Should I douse the sparks or fan the flames

Or merely thing of clever things to say?

The more I try to seperate,the better it fells to get right in the way.

And I try so hard to get out of the way of that runaway train.

Oh,how I do love the rain.

oh I love

oh oh.. oh oh.. oh oh..

And I try so hard to get out of that runaway train.

Oh,how I do love the rain.

And I try so hard to get out of that runaway train.

Oh,how I do love the rain.

oh how...