Triptych

Did we give away too much or was it right? I just wanna go back home and hold you tight I can't face another crowd and feel this way Oh no, oh no I'm falling into every little trap that I can find Reading too much into every single sign I can't face you with the others all around Oh no, oh no I need some time to breathe I can't fix what's wrong Well the world I see is only two lanes wide From this midnight van to Georgia that we ride And the toll booths become markers of the time Oh no, oh no We come and go so fast Looking for what lasts --- Triptych - Ida