How to go my own seperate way
It's a shame to think about yesterday a shame
We've been running round in our present state
Hoping help would come from above
But even angels there make the same mistakes in love
Now that we are lonely
Life seems to get hard
Alone what a word lonely
Alone it makes me cry
Thought-train set in motion
Wheels in and around
Express our emotion
Tracks up then it cracks down
