Driving Home

Driving Home Driving home and it's so foggy, i try to reflect On the past and on today, i think i'm trying way too hard To not become attatched, i don't realize i already am And i've tried for so long to numb myself to this This situation but it's futile cuz it's so permanent And when tomorrow comes i'll wake up and push myself Push myself through another day, the same routine It's getting old, but there's no end in sight I can still feel your body next to mine And i can still feel your hand held inside mine And i'll always feel your leg coiled under mine And even as i try to push away, i get pulled back in Driving home and i'm so confused, try to see the truth About you and yesterday, when you scoffed at me and my pain Wish i wasn't attatched, wish i could free myself from me I'm sick with your disease and i can't get away I would crawl ocean to ocean for the power to forget And when your whole life changes, i'll be standing right there To help you push yourself through the static of life I love it there and i wish i didn't I can still feel your body next to mine And i can still feel your hand held inside mine And i'll always feel your leg coiled under mine And even as i try to push away, i get pulled back in You've become so ugly to me but my heart is blind, it only feels that old feeling I can't listen to logic when everything else is pushing me in another direction I wish i could turn my memory into a sieve, forget the pain that i found But within my heart all i see is you and i driving home together And i wish this picture wasn't so clear, i want ot suffocate in the snow Of the television i fell asleep listening to and all i could hear was your breathing I can still feel your body next to mine And i can still feel your hand held inside mine And i'll always feel your leg coiled under mine And even as i try to push away, i get pulled back in Written January 6th, 2002 © on Jan 06 2002 06:53 AM PST, daniel (6) joseph (6) scarpa (6)   20 • 0 • 1