i step off the train
i"m walking down your street again
and past your door
but you don"t live there anymore
it"s years since you"ve been there
(and) now you"re disappeared somewhere like outer space
you"ve found some better place
and i miss you
like the deserts miss the rain
could you be dead?
you always were two steps ahead of everyone
we"d walk behind while you would run
i look up at your house
and i can almost hear you shout down to me
where i always used&nbs
