Exit 21
The day has drifted away.
I am speeding on the highway.
Exit 21 it's the best way.
The sun is setting down.
And for once in my life, I don't feel like a clown.
I should turn to the right.
But I pull down the window instead.
And let all my worries, my thoughts and you.
Slip out of my head.
While I'm speeding straight ahead.
I have, I have, I have money in my pocket.
On the left side of my new red leather jacket.
It keeps me warm.
It keeps me warm.
It will keep me warm.
I can make it alone.
Nobody's perfect I suppose.
The tank is still full and my future is not blurred.
I have these scenes in my head.
I don't know where this road ends.
I have, I have, I have money in my pocket.
On the left side of my new red leather jacket.
It keeps me warm.
It keeps me warm.
It will keep me warm.
The sky it's getting cloudy.
"I did it".
I say proudly.
I am exhausted.
I'm a bit nauseous.
I need to rest my brain.
When finally it started to rain.
I kept searching for your face.
When all I needed was a place.
To feel safe.
Now I can do whatever.
And be whatever.
I know now, that I deserve so much better.
All the times I tried to be so perfect.
Was it worthy it?
I have, I have, I have money in my pocket.
On the left side of my new red leather jacket.
It keeps me warm.
It keeps me warm.
It for sure will keep me warm.
The phone rings.
"Can I meet you at the usual spot?"
"At 10 o'clock!"
It's always the same with you, isn't it?
I don't care if you cover me in diamonds and rubini.
I don't care if you are a descendant of Nefertiti.
Such a pity.
Suddenly you've nothing else to give.
You have nothing left.
I don't need anything else.
I'm walking through space.
I have the wind.
I have the rain washing away what was left.
Of you.
"I won't make it for 10 o'clock".
I promised you that I would never look back.
The rain stopped.
This isn't what I'd hoped.
Change the shift.
And let it drift.
Exit 21 it's way behind me.
It's OK, even if there's no we.
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