You stand in the street
I wave but you seem to see through me
Your face, out of frame
Reminders of the mess we made, the mess we made
And could you show me just where we lost control?
Cuz I can't see straight anymore
And if I wanted to leave would you try to stop me,
Or would you wait for the day I come home, I come home?
And if I wanted to stay would you stop playing games, and say you're ok to me?
Outside in the night we sit and count the satellites
I wait for a sign I wait for the planets to align, to align
And they keep turning, I don't know where they go and I can't feel it anymore
And if I wanted to leave would you try to stop me,
Or would you wait for the day I come home, I come home?
And if I wanted to stay would you stop playing games and say you're ok?
Holding on, holding on for what might make sense
Almost done, almost done but I'm not there yet,
321 counting down the seconds till it comes undone
And wait just one more moment while I try to get my head straight
If I wanted to leave would you try to stop me?
Or would you wait for the day I come I come home?
And if I wanted to stay would you stop playing games and say you're ok?
And if I come home tonight, would it be like it used to be,
Count satellites when you sit down right next to me,
If I promised to stay would you stop playing games and say you're ok?