Well, I'm sitting here in the train station

And I've been here for the last two years.

I don't need no doors to keep me safe

'Cause all my life's on the bench

Here with me.

I've got everything I own in a plastic bag

And everything I want, right in my head.

I've got my nights to dream of an other life

When I feel sad,

And of you when I need a friend.

But 'see,

I never wanted, never thought that I will get here

I even had a life, some pride and no fears.

But it just slipped away,

Slipped right down the hill ...

And if I think hard enough, I know that I still feel.