Illegible lines on flashing yellow signs
Catch our headlights every few moments
Like flipping cars in a classic Rolodex
Blinding light from the oncoming traffic
Tearing down the mountainside

You don't have to let this go
You don't have to let this go

Sitting in my lap collapse sideways into spoons
Our limbs interlock; one body's sleeping soon
Puzzle pieces so complimentary
Cradle your stomach; pull you as close as we can be
You always fall before me

You don't have to let this go
You don't have to let this go

Searching through you for any
signs of authenticity
Testing your wit, measuring your ability
to juggle and then comprehend
this endless stream of sarcasm
I'll soon relieve you

You don't have to let this go
You don't have to let this go

If you're done already I'll miss you
If you're done already, done already I'll miss you

Searching through you for any
signs of authenticity
testing your wit, measuring your