I need the space, the distance and time too it seems.
Some say I should not be alone, and I don’t disagree, but I’m
just gnawing apart, the softest piece of my heart. Oh,
these strings can’t be cut… they’re just offbeat.
I know she understands; I know she cares.
She said herself to just explore… but if I
don’t return, will she love me still? If I
never come back for one more act, will she forgive?
I need the moment, a chance to gather some good clouds.
Some say I should not dream too much, but I am just too proud, yet I’m
just going insane, these padded walls ‘round my brain. Oh,
these pills cannot cure… not then, not now.
I know he understands; I know he cares.
He said himself this town’s ain’t rich… but if I
don’t return, will his arms open still? If I
never come back for one more act, will he forgive?
Would it be too bold to listen to my soul, in-
stead of circling the same ole block?
Would it be unkind to step out of the line, though
their love feels like all you’ve got?
I know they understand; I know they care.
They’ve seen the wrinkles firsthand… so if I
don’t return, will they both forgive? If I
never come back for one more act, will I still live?