I cant go a day
without missing a hug or ******* remark of urs
That smile
ur eyes
and i hope ur raising a cup for victory
for all the joys
and all this pain

but you want a motorbike to dry your tears now
because she shattered you
used you
that *****
your just trying not to get lost
going too fast now
trying not to think abt it

the road doesnt care at all and we both know that
but you dont see that i do
i do
i cant live without you
i care if you come home in one piece
and want to dry your tears
i want to be the shoulder you cry on
one day maybe
one day
wait
now there it is
that funny feeling
Love? Hope?
i cant find the words to describe it

but how do you tell someone that
that a bike doesnt care
that the road doesnt either
but you care
a lot a lot
that you want them to do it all
all that heart desires
that you want them to live
that I wish I could witness
all their joy
and all their pain
that you dont know the word
for that funny feeling

for now I shout
"Wait for me, I am coming. I am coming too."
you know hes struggling
so i hear quiet responses
and find a life in those eyes
even if you cant
i see a war you can win
i see you