I'm driving down this road
and all I seem to see
are the road signs
telling me this one only leads back to where I came.
You start to find out
that this world
is small.
And all you want
is the road that leads you away from the places you were
and takes you to the places you've never been.
So how do I get there
and how do I find you?
And how do you know
this is real?
The tears are slipping out
and my mascara is running
and I am deathly afraid
of hearing my phone ring
and having it sing your song.
"God give us grace
and God give us peace
and God give us faith
in the dark."
God, I miss you.