Illegible lines on flashing yellow signs
Catch our headlights every few moments
Like flipping cars in a classic Rolodex
Blinding light from the oncoming traffic
Tearing down the mountainside
You don't have to let this go
You don't have to let this go
Sitting in my lap collapse sideways into spoons
Our limbs interlock; one body's sleeping soon
Puzzle pieces so complimentary
Cradle your stomach; pull you as close as we can be
You always fall before me
You don't have to let this go
You don't have to let this go
Searching through you for any
signs of authenticity
Testing your wit, measuring your ability
to juggle and then comprehend
this endless stream of sarcasm
I'll soon relieve you
You don't have to let this go
You don't have to let this go
If you're done already I'll miss you
If you're done already, done already I'll miss you
Searching through you for any
signs of authenticity
testing your wit, measuring your
