Lost but FoundI screech the car to a stop, this last stop sign telling me what to do,Lost but Found
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I won't have one more second of it.
You pour out of the car, like liquid, your cute little sly smile showing you see more in me than most do,
You see the man I was and the man I can be.
We stare at these clouds, the beautiful clouds,
And block out what others have to say, what the fuck do they know anyway, what do we care.
The middle of nowhere ever felt so good, the road, the destination is never important, the time spent together is,
My urge is to push everyone away, but you grip hold, like we are connected by rubberbands, a little bit of distance before springing back.
So in the silence of this road, lost, but found, I draw you closer, I put my hands on you, like they rarely leave you away,
And you know that my touch is how I express so you know how I feel.