I was thinking of ways to make myself feel less low. Thought of a southbound train which would take me away. I'd like to feel less low. I never meant to let you go.

I took the southbound train. I didn't want you to see I'm not home. I'm not desperate nor ill. You haven't caused anything. Well, ok, you made me feel this low. But I never meant to let you know.

I didn't think of getting that far from where i was. I always knew that in the end I'd still be lost.

People looked at me but i didn't see any. I hid them from my view which only worked one way. People stared at me. I never meant to let them see.

After crying yet again, I felt there'd be some hope in the end. I'm here now, in the south, feeling part-time happy, still mostly down.

And i'll never find back home. I never meant to let you go. Now I'll never find back home. I never meant to let you go. Now I'll never find back home. I never meant to let you go. I never meant to let you go.