She won't find out where you arenShe's searching through the sleeper car.nDining's car's overcrowdednSmoking car looks too clouded.nnHide above the luggage racknUp there she'll never get you back.nFill her with desperationnAs the train nears the station.nnHiding with the suits and bagsnWith red and yellow luggage tagsnThere comes a slow sensationnSlide into hibernation.nnRolling hills burst with elationnLaughing as train enters stationnNobody's getting off herenThey're all searching high and lownLeave while you can, the coast's clearnMake your move nownShe won't know.