Missed

seconds late for a train to somewhere
where would you turn if it wasn't for love

how fickle the know hows when it comes to the ordinary
how quick the forget me nots have turned into dust

you said it wasn't crazy if you followed me nowhere
between dusk and dawn, your pages of lust
i've moved many times but yet haven't moved forward
had to know if this feeling was more than a must

in sweat and in tears, i have forced you to love me
your cowardness has always been easy to forgive
bring me my jacket, my shoes and please call me
i'd steal you away, but i'm not a thief

bliss on your face as you enter the train station
if you weren't late, where would you have gone

Please don't forget me as I wave good bye to you
Please don't stand still as if i'm coming back.