She's up there all alone. I'm down here changing lanes. Her room was dark and cold. I'm listening to the waves. And I'm depending on time babe. To get you out of my mind. Chorus. I guess it's one of those things. You can never explain. Like when an angel cries. Like runaway trains. Like one of those times. That's never the same. Like when someone dies. Like runaway trains. She says 'I understand. I'm used to being alone. And holding my own hand. I'm stronger than you know'. (Repeat Chorus). Don't blame me. (Repeat Chorus)