I thought of you today
in a place that I shouldn't have
I tried to tell myself that you were no longer you
I slammed the truth in my face
but I couldnt find myself caring
I hate to think it
But I'm wondering if my attraction to you was self centered
I wanted to save you so I could have you back for myself
I wanted to for my own benefit
Never thought you'd save me twice
But my eyes are burning
And my legs are tired
And more times than not, I find myself asking
"Where have you gone?"
Instead of
"I need to bring you back"
I think I'd like to escape with you
But the path is over grown
And you've cut the string on this homemade Dixie Cup telephone
I'm too proud to ask you for the map
And my voice is getting hoarse from yelling over the miles
Maybe this is the curse
From letting you slip and trying to reel you back in
Now I'm on cruise control
Running 90 south
I'd love to think you'd try and help me float
But I think the rocks in your shoes would just make you shake your head
Crossing the water to Spain never seemed so hard before
It'd be so much easier just to go back to watching TV


Oh dear, our hopes for the future, our regrets of the past