Moths flutter in the neon lights
The bus is coming, last row
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?
What lies ahead is just 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 checks
And everyone is talking in your town
'Why did she go along with that?'
But why haven't we done anything?
Maybe you would still be here then
What do you want to find?
What lies ahead is just that
It would be wrong to stay
There is so much ahead of you, Sophie