What if I felt like you wouldn't want to
That I couldn't call back whatever I dealt to you
Maybe I'm the rock rolling highspeed on the pavement
That blasts your forehead in cold sweat in the basement
When you look up and see the white strips streak by
Undercarriage rider, hear the bridge on creeks cry
What if I felt like you would turn away
Let go of your hold and go your own way
Like flesh to the bone and you said it first
I say undertone to prevent my outburst
Shall I look at the sun and its beauty inhale
Or throw it my heart so destined to fail
I'll fall a broken torso at ninety an hour
And be the passing roadsign; the onside flower
What if I felt like a deadend was there
Lingering and looming in still evening air
I need of you my outlet within
A hand to place me where I should begin
I'm gone in my words, you're standing behind me
Yeah I feel you, and I'm glad you could find me