California Bound

I've been up and down this road before
I always seem to find myself here, back here.
I've been traveling far thinking
of the way your lips feel on mine
thinking of your touch.
Turning up the radio trying to
drown out the memories of your voice
in my ear.

I'm on this road hoping I don't miss
this on those cold beaches out west
when all I have is myself
and your miles away.

My greatest fear is I'll lose you
but then why must I leave?

I do have to leave my spirts already
there waiting for me to catch it.
I have yet to know how I'll feel when
my plane hits the open air and the
space between us grows but it worries
me that I'm leaving you behind forever.
Was this the plan all along?
Was I always supposed to leave you?

Apart of me knows I've already lost you.
I'm just pulling the plug on this.
But I know I'll miss it. Us and the
hope things will be better in the
morning.

They wont. They never are.