and my tears will hide me from this place

the sun will come out in the morning

and my tears will hide me from your face



I'm at this four way stop again

a place where I go when get lost

I'm at this ridge again with pen and paper

in my hand



So take this or leave this now my friend.

Be mine.

Take me back again.



I'm at this quiet place again

I need silence so I'll move on

I'm at this bar again, I'll drink for hours

so I forget



Runaway from what you used to be.

Take back what I took from you.



(So take this, or leave this)