I went from cities to touch the suburbs I'm on the highway but I'm barefoot
I need a map but not the destination I need a compass but not a conversation
I want to run far from this grey town but you're on every street, marked on the ground
The momentum but not the pace I won the prize but not the race
I want the jump but not the height let me fall but catch me mid-flight I swum with sharks and beasts of the sea but I only went down for the company
but you won't come back home when I call you left no sign, nothing at all I'm sorry you won't fit inside my heart I wanted love without the build up
I need the rules but not the regulations I want the wisdom but not the information
I need the light but not the heat of the day I need your hands to show me how to pray
I lost the plot underneath the fire of all the dots and lines that took me higher
away from traffic and smiles that tire I liked the lights but not the tangled wires
I need a pulse to feel alive all the words just made me seem more quiet
this has all become far too loud I like you more when you don't make a sound
but you won't come back home when I call you left no sign, nothing at all I'm sorry you won't fit inside my heart won't you come like the rain and wash this away? I wanted love without the build up