Moths flutter in the neon light
The bus is coming, last row
You wipe the tears from your face
Everyone is talking in your town
Who you sleep with and what you do
Next stop you keep yourself awake
Want to go far, far away from here
What do you want to find?
lies ahead of you, only that
It would be wrong to stay
There is so much ahead of you, Sophie
All your mom's frustration
Your hiding place deep in the hoodie
Long sleeves even in July so no one notices
And everyone is talking in your town
'Why did she put up with that?'
But why did we do nothing?
Maybe you would still be here
What do you want to find?
lies ahead of you, only that
It would be wrong to stay
There is so much ahead of you, Sophie