Would it be too much

If I just said what I was thinking?

I'm tired of filling the space of days

Translating miles to minutes



It wouldn't take too long

To get to where you are

I'm on my way

I'll see you in a few days (in a few days)



Will you wait up for me? 

Will you wait up for me?



She says it's a lack of understanding

That gets us by

We have no choice

We are unaware by choice

So we pretend that we're unaffected



As you smile and say goodbye I realize that

I don't want you to be just another regret

I have enough of them

I'm on my way

Just wait up for me (wait up for me)



I'll ask, "Won't you come with me?"

Running under the cover of night

We'll follow the streetlights

To the 80 west sign



Running through fields

We're cutting ourselves on barbed wire fences

Trying to get out

Of this town through the cold



You can see the blood on our clothes

Our breath in the air

Our hearts are singing out

For someone to hear us

Can't anyone hear us?

Don't stop 'til someone yells, "enough"