Map of the world

You have your bad habits

And all your friends

I have my ex lover

Not a likely couple

To run away from here

But maybe there’s no right time

Or right place to be

I’m not afraid of driving all night

On a treacherous road

I’m afraid of love

I lived at the edges of people

I moved across the continent

Only to find myself

In a smaller country

With smaller ideas

I’ve waited for someone like you

Ever since I found that I couldn’t drive past the town limits

I never want you to hold me like a promise

Only to be free

Even from you

Even from me

So I point to a place on the map

I can’t explain why I need to go to there

The world is a metaphor for the human soul

And all the boys from the beach town

Search for me still

But I can’t hear them anymore

Through the roar of the wind

Speeding through my hair