She took the midnight train...

She looked out wistfully
Eyes gleaming and far away
Down the tracks and past the station
For the moment she'd be free

She was running away

Running away
Running wild, running scared
Running fast and running free
Running with the reason just to be

She heard the whistle in the distance
And doubts began to fill her head
Doubts about the choice she made
But something nudged her, "look ahead"

You may think your future's written
You've planned it
Plotted to the end
YOU are the sole creater of your pleasantly plotted plan

But she has no worries
Well, no worries, that's a lie
No worries, seems to me, to have something implied

She has her worries, has her doubts, too
She has her fears, her battles with tears
She has concerns, many things she needs to learn

But she has hope.
And faith
And grace
She knows one day she'll see His face

The train rides swiftly down the track
And she knows there is no looking back

The route's been mapped by more skilled hands than hers
And it's to this map that she refers

A map that's like a puzzle to be figured...
For an adventure just waiting to be triggered.