It's just the southern road that you leave by and open windows in your car. It's the rbeathing of the city that says leave me behind forget tomorrow side with the open road pulled apart for you in the window unlocked and left open for the rising sun taking you back home. If we never meet again it would be too soon. I'm glad i ran from you and now my life's a mess and i'll have to admit that i have made a mistake and every path i take has led me right back to here and i never should have left. It's the second chance that i dreamt of when you took me into your lives but there's a peak we have to climb over so get a running start. Sitting here. Waiting a year. Hoping for something to change your mind and in this time i'll see that this is all we have. Before I leave I'm opening up that door in my house to face teh ones i've left behind...Portrait of a man who stayed his face is folded up and greted but there's something in his eyes that tells me this is the life for me.