Trying to cry silently and stoically downtown

The city comforts me but sometimes I wish no one was around

Always being watched

Never being seen

Not as qualified to be alone as I thought I'd be

My face is turned behind me

But my feet are moving ahead

I can't remember what your voice sounds like

But i remember things you said

Trying to smile

But these train delays are pulling my face down

Thousands of miles away from a place where I recognize the sights the smells the sounds

Always something new nothing stays the same

Trying to outrun these growing pains

My face is turned behind me

But my feet are moving ahead

I still remember what your hands felt like

Tucking me into bed

My face is turned behind me

But my feet are moving ahead