Summer Roads. I drive for miles just to come back home for you to hear me say I'm sorry. And the sky looks down with disapproval for what I've done but what's written in the past is written in stone.
Nobody ever said it'd be the wrong thing to do.
Nobody ever told me how much it would hurt you.
Sometimes I'm blind and my eyes just disappear.
And I live for myself and make it an awful year.
It's been an awful year
And the colors on the trees have changed for us. For you they're red like Autumn but for me they're black as dusk. As the winter comes branches fall on the path that leads to you but since I've left I haven't been strong so there's no way for me to get through.
And the spring doesn't ever make anything better just longer more somber and tiring it never helps me.
I know this apology is not a part of me more like a road toll that I'll pay for eternity.
If you accept it I'll pay all my debts but you shouldn't I wouldn't after everything I've done to you.
If you accept it I promise I'll let it transform who I am and I'll never just leave you again.