Presently, the future is in the middle of a love triangle,
With calamity and me in the corner starting to feel uncomfortable,
Should I douse the spark or fan the flames or merely think of clever things to say?
The more I try to separate, 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.

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.
The more I try to separate, the better it fells to get right in the way.
Should I douse the sparks or fan the flames or merely think 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.

Runaway train

And I try so hard to get out of that runaway train.
Oh, how I do love the rain.

Runaway train