the darkness of this road seems endless
headlight guide me through quiteness
songs on the radio are about us
of lost love and trust

was it I who smothered you too much
with morning notes of "I love you '' and such
did boredom of me set in too soon
when you realized you need something new

encountering the rising sun, the brightest of day
warmth of her rays, as I start to reengage
you stand by the road, trying to hitch a ride
to set up a new man, and his ultimate demise