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I Drove You Home

I drove you home.
I walked away.
You went inside.
I didn’t stay.

I drove you home.
I said goodnight.
I tried to sleep.
I saw first light.

Sometimes I don’t even know myself
What I’m expecting.
Life is over there on some shelf.
Dust’s collecting.

I drove you home.
I took your hand.
I had to ask.
It wasn’t planned.
It felt like death.
You didn’t speak.
I held my breath.
And I felt weak.
I held my breath.
I’ll hold my breath.
I’ll hold my breath
Another week.

Life is over there on some shelf.
Dust’s collecting.
Oh, I drove you home
I took your hand.
I had to ask.
It wasn’t planned.
It felt like death.
You didn’t speak.
I held my breath.
And I felt weak.
I held my breath.
I’ll hold my breath
I’ll hold my breath
Another week.

I held my breath.
I’ll hold my breath
I’ll hold my breath
Another week.

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