I want to find myself far away from you And your shallow net of love Too easily I slipped from your fingers Too easily I dissipated from your mind
I want to find myself in headlights of dark highways And foreign gas stations on roads unknown Where I’ll feel whole in the lust of mystery Where fresh beginnings grow on every corner
Where the scent of the air breathes differently And color of the trees shine brighter I want to find myself away from your memory I fear how far I’ll have to outrun the roots of our intertwined youth. I don’t want you to exist to me anymore.
Note: I made it to Paris, and I found myself in all the places I wanted to, without him.