There's a sign swinging in the breeze
On a road I once was sad to leave
Behind
And I know you want me to return
To where we ran
But I'd rather forget
All those plans
We never realised
It was just an intersection
A rite of way
A promise we never got to say
We didn't read the signs at all
Couldn't see the lines already drawn
And you ask me to return
You ask too much
Too much of me
How can I show you
When a thousand words wouldn't say it
And a thousand colours couldn't paint it
And a thousand stars don't light up my heart
The way all those dreams
We never realised
It was just an intersection
A rite of way
A promise we never got to say
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