In three parts divided
One step behind my heart
My soul residing in the past
I'm upside-down and inside-out
Where does this blood come from?
Can trains bleed?
How come I'm in here?
These are tears

"Stop knocking your head
Give me that knife!"

But I'm not bleeding mum, I'm hurt
This isn't blood, and it isn't red.
My heart is
And it's not here, and it's not there
But I know where it is

The train pulls me
To where my heart already left
I don't want to go
At a distance I live
At a distance I long
'Cause I'm always
One step behind my heart