Three Stops Past Home

I boarded late, same quiet seat
Still checking phones I never keep
Your name sits low in my missed calls
A ghost that paces empty halls
I saw our stop but didn't move
Just let it pass, like I always do
The train kept on, and so did I
Pretending I don't wonder why

They called out "Home," I stayed in place
Too lost inside your shadowed face

Now I'm three stops past home
Nowhere near, but too far gone
Every station whispers "should've known"
But the moment passed, and I moved on
Your name still haunts the platform light
Like a question I forgot to fight
I thought I'd know when it was wrong
But here I am
Three stops past home

A girl gets off with a red balloon
A mother hums a distant tune
I trace the smudge on the windowpane
Like it might write your name again
I told myself I'd call you back
But silence always kept the track
The map above me doesn't say
How to find the words I never gave

You were the stop I let slip by
Still watching as we both roll wide

Now I'm three stops past home
Too late to make the hurt unknown
The past keeps knocking through the steel
But I've forgotten how to feel
Your voice was once the final bell
Now it's just the space where silence fell
I should've turned, I should've known
But I stayed on
Three stops past home

If I get off at the end of the line
Will the night forgive this heart of mine?
Or will I wait, ride back alone
Still chasing ghosts
Three stops past home

Three stops past home
Where love grew quiet, overgrown
I missed the sign, I missed the grace
Now I just ride and trace your face
No way to fix, no way to plead
Just empty tracks and things I need
I left too late, now all I own
Is being lost
Three stops past home