I am lingering, though I should have left these valleys long ago,
oh, my heart, not letting go of the nights, I have spent loving you,
A thousand roads ahead, but my soul is dithering hoping for you to join,
Gathering clouds, amidst this chill in the breeze, my life's been just an open road,
always wondering, if I have lingered too long,
these voices in my head, small things, little hurts, a few too many,
weighing me down, drowning, the hateful people, I met and dumped along the way,
souvenirs all, my body covered with their scars,
But then my soul is not stuck in scars, it's waiting to be in your arms,
getting weathered, slowly burning away, unrequited, my passions, my love,
all hanging as if with a finger to their lips,
hopes, they eventually fade much like the things in the rearview mirror,
but I am lingering on this road, to see if I could still be, whatever it was, I was meant to be.
