| I felt inclined to crawl inside her mind |
| So pure and stimulating |
| Knowing how volatile |
| This chemical history |
| Completely captivated me |
| Swallow the pride, commit to urgency |
| Toeing the line, but never anything |
| Hoped she’d realize |
| Don’t pull over, no, there’s too much reason |
| To leave the empty all behind |
| Apparently no longer on her mind |
| So cruel and complicating |
| Holding out all that time |
| Delusional, I came to be |
| So rare and frightening to see |
| Carry the pain but let it go someday |
| Maybe to find another anyway |
| Hoped she’d realize |
| Don’t pull over, no, there’s too much reason |
| To leave the empty far behind |
| The point I’m making, separate what weakens |
| From inside what realigns |
| I felt inclined to crawl inside her mind |
| It’s pure and stimulating |
| Nine years behind, it’s on my mind |
| Never-fading memory |
| What I’d give to try again |
| Oh, what I’d give to try again |
| To see if she’d realize |
| Don’t pull over, no, there’s too much reason |
| To leave the empty all behind |
| The point I’m making, separate what weakens |
| From inside what realigns |
| Holding out all that time |
| I felt inclined to crawl inside her mind |
| It’s pure and stimulating |
| Nine years behind, it’s on my mind |
| Never-fading memory |