My Turn

Out on the open road

Things are moving fast, but it all seems so slow

Open up all the windows and close all the doors, all the doors

Could I hold you tight, it's gonna be a long night a long night

Finding out where to go and where to make my turn, oh, it's my turn, it's my turn

Don't you say that I don't care, I don't think that you were right

It rips me open and tears me apart, why can't you be happy there, happy there

Deep watered eyes and a soul filled to the brim

Filtered out life and you're in love with him

These undercover lives, they come from the conflict, oh, this conflict, this conflict