Your Way Home

I’ve got burning feet from hot asphalt
A voice within me tells me don’t go home
So I run until my feet give out
I jump a little higher to clear the ground

Every shadow of every girl
Every time I turn around I swear it’s her
I second guess my every move
I hold my breath in case I run into you

Oh I just can’t look
I can’t bear the thought of seeing you with someone new
Oh I swear I’m almost over you
Sometimes I find I switch off and I start to drive streets that no longer are my own
I keep driving your way home

You live across the park from me
in a place that steals a tip-toe view of the sea
Your sister came back home to stay
That day I packed my bags and went away

So I found a room in a leafy street
with a stranger and a traveler who both welcomed me
I try and remember my new way home
But habit sometimes steers me down your road

Oh I just can’t look
I can’t bear the thought of seeing you with someone new
Oh I swear I’m almost over you
Sometimes I find I switch off and I start to drive streets that no longer are my own
I keep driving your way home

And the day breaks slowly and I know
I can’t be this lonely for that long
Got to grow up show me how it’s done
‘Cos baby I’ve been trying with no luck

Oh I just can’t look
I can’t bear the thought of seeing you with someone new
Oh I swear I’m almost over you
Sometimes I find I switch off and I start to drive streets that no longer are my own
I keep driving your way home