I know,
your dreams,
they're calling out your name,
luring you in,
away from this small town.

I know,
your choice,
it's ringing in my ears,
taking control,
just like I feared.

so when you go,
and leave this town,
as you watch this skyline,
burn to the ground,
when you return..

I wont be here,
not in this house,
I will be searching,
searching for you,
when will I find you?