the streets are still wet
and traffic lights flicker but never turn
but thereâs no reason yet
to take off and never come back
iâll see you soon i said
and i hoped I would
the golden glare of headlight
in the signs along the road from home
memories of you that show the way
the golden glare of headlight
in the signs along the road from home
memories of you that lead away
this townâs deserted, depressing and desolate
the air is thicker than i thought it could be
ainât that a reason
to set out and never return again
to set out and never come back again
iâll see you soon, i said
and i hoped i would
i hoped i could return
iâll see you soon, i said
and i knew i lied
and i knew i lied
to a memory of you
iâll see you soon, i said
the golden glare of headlight
in the signs along the road from home
memories of you that show the way
the golden glare of headlight
in the signs along the road from home
a kaleidoscope in monochrome