It's Fine, I'm Fine

Follow the train tracks to where you gave my heart back to me Walking side by side with a ghost as another train goes by Trying to separate the memory of your smile and your goodbye I'm fine Thinking about the phone, the sigh, the I'm sorry, no it's fine I'll sit on the grass and cry It's fine, I'm fine Your voice going through the phone (hello?) Is an antidote to the poison of your words (hello? It's Fine) You know it's coming so you take a breath and smile Because the pain is worth the days, everyday Oh the phone, the sigh, the I'm sorry, no it's fine I'll sit on the grass and cry It's fine, I'm fine But fine is the worst word you could use to describe me But I guess it sounds better than saying your heart is breaking Oh the phone, the sigh, the I'm sorry, no it's fine It's fine, fine I'm sorry, It's fine And I promise I'm not lying Hanging up the phone crying Watching another train go flying by