And on my way the light turns red.
Now I’m stuck with time to think.
Maybe I should turn around
But your warmth is calling me.
Red light adding seconds to my clock.
One second is all I need.
My cup is full of arguments
But for you, I’d spill my drink.
Fingers drum and throat, it catches.
Legs stick to vinyl seats.
Logic sings and reason whistles
But your hiss, it sounds so sweet.
Skip this song and then the next.
Fuck this whole CD.
As time, it stops. Decision reached.
But then the light turns green.