Runaway Train
Heart's Unbridled Journey: Beth Crowley's Runaway Train Revelations
Lyrics
I saw the writing on the wall
I recognized the warning signs or indications of a problem
In fact you painted me a picture
You provided a clear indication or representation of something
cnd I don't know why I cared
I am uncertain why I felt concerned or interested
Enough to mold myself to fit you
I went to great lengths to conform or adapt myself to your expectations
My heart is a runaway train
My emotions are uncontrollable and intense, similar to a runaway train
Speeds so fast that I can't catch it
It is moving so swiftly that I cannot keep up with it
Is the pleasure worth the pain?
Is the enjoyment or satisfaction worth the suffering?
When did I become so reckless?
At what point did I become so careless or heedless?
I've never been that good at love
I have never been adept or skilled at love
I tell myself that I don't need it
I convince myself that I do not require love
But I just can't stay away
However, I am unable to resist and keep away
I want so badly to believe it
I strongly desire to believe in it despite challenges
My heart is a runaway train
Similar to earlier, my emotions are uncontrollable and intense like a runaway train
Speeds so fast that I can't catch it
It is moving so swiftly that I cannot keep up with it
Is the pleasure worth the pain?
Is the enjoyment or satisfaction worth the suffering?
When did I become so reckless?
At what point did I become so careless or heedless?
cnother note in the middle of the night
Another message received in the middle of the night
Saying "I can't stay but I promise you I tried
The message communicates, "I cannot stay, but I assure you I made an effort"
You're gonna be fine"
Reassurance is given that everything will be okay
So I take your things and I shove them in a closet
I gather your belongings and hide them away
Swear I'm done but I always break my promise
I make a commitment to stop, but I consistently break my promise
In case this one's it
This time might be the one
My heart is a runaway train
Reiterating the emotional turmoil, similar to a runaway train
Speeds so fast that I can't catch it
It is moving so swiftly that I cannot keep up with it
Is the pleasure worth the pain?
Is the enjoyment or satisfaction worth the suffering?
When did I become so reckless?
At what point did I become so careless or heedless?
When did I become so reckless?
Repeating the realization of becoming reckless, emphasizing the introspective question
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