the road in front of us may be unclear; fogged by our own egos and selfishness
all we see just a scattered lights
and no clear vision on where to go
maybe, maybe it’s all my fault
for turning us to the wrong way,
maybe we missed the turnaround,
now we’re both lost
we keep driving, with nowhere to go
—
darling, how did we get here?
floating in the sea of misunderstandings and assumptions,
two tied souls now drifting apart
i tried reaching to you for help,
but you are slowly drowning too
—
if only we could get back to our seats,
turning down our heats so we could see clearly outside,
our songs on the radio don’t sound like an epilogue again,
just take the long, long way home
so i can hold your hands even longer
—
and if we do come home,
let it be our warm hugs that we come home to
—
you know who you are, and i love you dearly
