Awktard - Phaethon doesn't win lyrics

Are you home? We could talk about the city lights and how they don't illuminate as well as you in march I must have said that at least a hundred times I hope that that's fine It's not impossible, it's far less brittle with no disney princess scheme and your head stuck in the middle The walk there was paved with good intentions My shoes wet, the sincere words that I kept were thrown away This was not a discussion nor a debate Your doubt poured down on me like this one day of rain I can't say what is left for me I've said a word too much It's over I won't regret a single thing My bag and the open door A tug of war match between my palms and my past The river follows my path through street gutters I know my way back I thought our days would fade and fall back into place again The summer's ending and you left with the setting sun My chariot travels east in hopes to find it once again but the streets are long and the city lights can't guide me anymore