Driving, fears away Closer, yet so far ago Near you, you've turned away Leave me on this path alone
So i'll be late
Coming back from my destination Why must you hate What i live for my complication Passing thoughts they fade Into their sea of grey
Somehow, something's wrong Fear that you won't come along
So i'll be late
Coming back from my destination Why must you hate What i live for my complication Standing alone Was i so wrong, was i the wrong Stabbing to know Not a secret, i've been burned the bad words
So i'll be late
Coming back from my destination Why must you hate What i live for my complication
