For the first time in my life/
I've been having dreams that I remember/
And finding subtle differences/
to make these days go faster/
And keeping you at arms length/
Isn't nearly far enough/
It's too late to burn your bridges/
Or hide in your new year/
It can be cold and calculating/
To an extent that I can't believe/
Where should I go?
Where I can be more than an excuse?
Where can I go that wouldn't take me back to you?