When I’ve run out of the words to say to you,
but the light is still green,
I keep on going.
A green light means go and I’ve always
been one to follow directions.
I wait for a stop sign that never comes,
or the yellow glow of a “warning”.
In my head, they’re there, but in
front of me all I see is a road that
stretches for miles and we’re
cruising,
for now.
But I’ve been in one too many
accidents to let this one end with
the front end of your car crumpled
against me.
The endless green lights make my
heart race and I can’t tell if it’s a side
effect of speeding or something
else entirely.
I want nothing
but to put my hands over yours
on the wheel.
but the light is still green,
I keep on going.
A green light means go and I’ve always
been one to follow directions.
I wait for a stop sign that never comes,
or the yellow glow of a “warning”.
In my head, they’re there, but in
front of me all I see is a road that
stretches for miles and we’re
cruising,
for now.
But I’ve been in one too many
accidents to let this one end with
the front end of your car crumpled
against me.
The endless green lights make my
heart race and I can’t tell if it’s a side
effect of speeding or something
else entirely.
I want nothing
but to put my hands over yours
on the wheel.
