If I had a ticket out of town,
I'd make it one way.
Scrawl a letter goodbye
& leave it on your pillow as you're fast asleep.
Take one good look
And stash it deep inside my memory.
Coffee cup in hand
Suitcase in the other.
I climb into my car
And just drive.
Past the laundry mat
Past the library
Past the old school we knew and loved.
I'm lacking a destination
And a sense of direction.
Map's laid out on the passenger seat
But I've got my eyes on the road.
A blur of memories pass me by
As I inch closer towards the stop sign.
But I don't stop
Because I can't.
Cause If I do,
I'll never reach where I'm meant to be.