Late night Sunday 2000 miles left to go I still love you But Im trying to let it go We knew it all along Three months of counting down the days Now youre going home to stay
I resent the strained politeness Cross-country conversation gives I drive in silence Self-titled king of distances The Vegas lights ahead Like a fallen chandelier Why did I ever volunteer For this trip to nowhere?
I gave you everything The perfect performance Prepackaged memories In wallet-size portraits Weve come so many miles But now I cant go much farther for you This is the final duty Of a long distance martyr
Wednesday morning 500 miles left to go Almost on empty My resolve is running low You say thats good enough I can walk the rest from here A playful smile from ear to ear How can you desert me?
All my life I dreamed of finding someone Ruled you out Maybe too soon to tell Charted our final destination Wanted to end it well Keeping alive the memories So maybe in time You will come back to me.