I'm Going Away, I'm Going Away, I'm Going Away

I'm going away to be alone,

I'm coming back with answers

A-ahh, a-ahh.

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I had a nightmare on the night I fell for you.
We were making our way to a party on the farm, walking on the golden gravel road which stretched. Surrounded by fields of green, wheat stalks and sunshine flitting in the blue sky, I walked ahead of you to see if you would catch up to me. But to my surprise, you didn't, you stayed behind and walked with your friends. We reached the party and I dropped the cake. The celebrant told me, "Honey you needn't to worry!" but I said nothing but sorries and ran away from embarrassment. You tried to run after me but held back, I ran down the winding golden gravel road - the journey home seemed a lot quicker than the journey to the party. I curled up in my room and cried.
I relieved myself and began to make my way back to the party. The journey to the party this time felt a lot more tense and lonely. The sky was morbid and grey, the winds violent and unwelcoming.
I reached the party house and everybody was gone. All the decorations were up, the candles on the muffins still burning, and the doors were left swinging open.
And that's when I realised that I had returned to find you gone.

This is an old dream.
I don't wanna do something I'm going to regret.

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This heart attack, I've gotta get away,

I'm not coming back.