Presently
The future is in the middle of a love triangle
With calamity
And me in the corner starting to feel uncomfortable.
Should I douse the spark or fan the flames
Or merely think of clever things to say
Oh the more I try to separate
The better it feels to get right in the way
And I try so hard
To get out of the way
Of that runaway train
Oh, how I do love the rain
Ooooooh
Seems to me
That being in the middle is starting to get me in trouble
I tried to run away
But they have a talent for making trouble seem enjoyable
Oh the more I try to separate
The better it feels to get right in the way
Should I douse the spark or fan the flames
Or merely think of clever things to say?
And I try so hard
To get out of the way
Of that runaway train
Oh, how I do love the rain
Ooooooh
Whoa
Runaway train...
And I try so hard
To get out of the way
Of that runaway train
Oh, how I do love the rain
Ooooooh
Runaway train...
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