A Long Way from Me to You

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It's a long way from me to you

Use to be so many ways 

From me to you

Now there's just one way

There's just you

 There's just me

And that's really no way

 From me to you






There's this long country road

 I'm driving down with the window open

 I smell the air and I feel the wind against my face

 There's that crossroad you see in all the movies

 And you hear about in all the songs

 And as I stop the car, get out and look around

 I see the road I can continue heading down

 The other roads I can take

 To the left

 To the right

 To somewhere

 To nowhere

 I wait there in the hot sun with the wires buzzing and moths flying through the air

 I look over my shoulder

 I listen for any hint of the sound of your voice

 A sound I would know anywhere

 I stand there alone

 I stay until sundown

Every hope, every wish, every dream of you suddenly appearing and telling me you love me and you miss me and you want me back

 Shattered

 I get back in the car and as I start the engine I look at the road straight ahead

 I look at the road to the right

 The road to the left

 And I have no idea which way to go

 I have no idea how to move on without you

 So I stay there at that crossroad while the engine hums and the darkness surrounds me

 The only light is the dancing of fireflies playing like a slide show across the windshield

 And as I put my foot to the pedal

 I realize the only way I can go

 Is the way I've never been

 There's no way from me to you

 There's only you

 And there's only me

 Driving down different roads

 Into the darkness

 Into the light







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