- Books, Literature, and Writing
Small town lights
Drive through these small town lights,
It’s been one of those nights,
Questioning life and all of its fights,
Some things I say are never right
All of the lights around signal red,
But il keep on going instead,
Signals can sometimes be misread,
Losing you is among one of the things I dread.
Among our insecurities our love is a raging fire,
Sometimes it burns and hurts, sometimes it inspires,
But if we stop now we’ll never go back,
We’ll drive through empty towns trying to find our misplaced tracks.