We took all your bags to the station

You didn’t want me to stay

That arid conversation

I sensed your reservation

You promised me you’d call when you got there

And I kept checking my phone

But in my trepidation

I knew the situation

You wouldn’t know

I stood on the railway bridge

And watched you go

From high upon the precipice

So alone       

On that railway bridge

I never even saw you were changing

I know that you’d roll your eyes

Now my imagination

Plays out my desperation

You wouldn’t know

I stood on the railway bridge

And watched you go

From high upon the precipice

So alone – on that railway bridge

So alone – on that railway bridge

© Words and music by Michael Anthony Heath 2017