driving away from you in the late am i'm running from things i don't want to feel with every mile i feel the missing portions of me reaching back to you
i try to be myself as i'm recreated in loving you i try to sing and the melody sets me free i'm dancing in the late am thoughts of you music to my ears
i turn my head because i swear i can feel you as the traffic lights turn red there you are, right next to me laughing red and i break into a grin
i don't know how to be myself again remade under your gaze the moment suspends you're still looking at me smiling
the lights turn you're away and so am I driving away from you in the late am
i wonder sometimes if you remember moments like these. if you remember catching me dancing at the traffic lights. if the moment was significant enough to you for remembering or if you've had too many like that, with too many other more meaningful people, so its just a shade in a blur of color.