Avenue 5

I crossed over Avenue 5 with a circus in my head
I knew I would leave you but I didn't know why
For months I've been seeing red

And it was high time
To take the long road
To switch the whole scene
To take it real slow

And it was high time
For me to lay low
To change the backdrop
To live and let go

'Cause I got a flair for running away
And I like the headlights, the end of the day
If I'm on the road then I don't have to say
I love you

I got a flair for running away
The quiet percussion, the side of the bay
If I'm on the road then I don't have to say
I miss you...
...but not like friends do

The traveling dancers and the glammed out queens,
The models in the sand
The city at night when it's glowing green
The mariachi band

And it was high time
To take the long road
To switch the whole scene
To take it real slow

And it was high time
For me to lay low
To change the backdrop
To shift the airflow

'Cause I got a flair for running away
And I like the headlights, the end of the day
If I'm on the road then I don't have to say
I love you
Yes, I got a flair for running away
The peaceful persistence of flowers in May
If I'm on the road then I don't have to say
I miss you...
...but not like friends do

I crossed over Avenue 5
And threw my memories away
I needed to leave the thought of you behind
I couldn't trace the day

When I fell real hard
Knew it was love though
I couldn't bear to
Make the truth known

So I grabbed my keys
And I hit the road
Chasing the skyline
Trying to unload

'Cause I got a flair for running away
And I like the headlights, the end of the day
If I'm on the road then I don't have to say
I love you

I got a flair for running away
And you are too perfect so I cannot stay
If I'm on the road then I don't have to say
I miss you

And I think I need you



Credits
Writer(s): Hannah Ascher
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