[Storyteller.]

So tired that I couldn't even sleep,
so many secrets I couldn't keep,
promised myself I wouldn't weep -
one more promise I couldn't keep.

It seems no one
can help me now -
I'm in too deep;
there's no way out.
This time I have really
led myself astray.

Runaway train,
never going back.
Wrong way on a
one way track.
Seems like I should be
getting somewhere;
somehow I'm neither
here nor there.

Can you help me
remember how to smile,
make it somehow
all seem worthwhile?
How on earth did
I get so jaded?
Life's mystery
seems so faded.

I can go where no one else can go;
I know what no one else knows.
Here I am just drownin' in the rain,
with a ticket for a runaway train.

Everything is cut and dry -
day and night, earth and sky -
somehow I just don't believe it.