Route 12

I wanted to say something before you left
but I can't remember who we are anymore.
I'll just say goodnight and hope you're alright
and I'll make my way out the door.

It's 3:33 here on the east coast
and I'm still not tired.
My eyes are closing, sure...
but I'm afraid to shut them, afraid of what I'll see.

Dreams of you and me, of what we used to be.
Thoughts of love and how it was, before you walked away.
I wish we could tell the truth, open our eyes and just speak it all.
But we won't or we can't....
Somehow the words just won't come out.

So goodnight, my midnight lover.
Goodnight, my all-day insomniac.