Highway 3

You wander in dangerously
What a waste of time and energy
Your drunken swagger indicates to me
That what you saw on Highway 3
You weren't meant to see

I wish you'd let me in
There's so much I could share
But how would I begin
I couldn't keep you there
And as you sped into the night
Your coffee cup grew cold
And when you try and make our pitch
I hope it stings, I hope you start to itch

In sepia tones your hands were clasped with mine
In childhood delusions I was fine
If I had faith, if you had had the spine
To stand for what was crumbling
Forever lost in time

I wish you'd let me in
There's so much we could share
Will I forget you now
That you were never there
You cannot end what we began
You aren't that naive
So when you try and sing our song
I hope you bleed, you always were so strong

And when you try and touch the ground
And when you fall into the wind
The currents start to pull you down
A whirlpool, a wall of sound
A bugle call, a burst of hail
A hurricane to no avail
The sun will never drop tonight
The room will start to feel so stale
The choice was never ours to make
Your spirit's only God's to break
So when you try and break your fall
You won't see me, I won't be your et al