These tracks never seemed so lonely. Looking through drawers of faded ticket
stubs. Many memories of fun nights brought down by pictures of you and I on the
train together, which only seemed to stop when we kissed. Call me weak but it's

hard to get off this express train of thought that doesn't stop to think about
the bad times, but only the good. And I wish you were on this car with me, but
you got off awhile back. And I haven't seen you since. And these tracks never

seemed so lonely. And it's like I've got a million miles to go before I can get
over you, and everything you do. Someday this train will finally derail; Leaving
my heart dead and you forgotten. Until then I'll be riding alone. I'll be riding

alone. (To where I never know) I'll be riding alone