I See A Road Stop Up Head

I see a road stop, uphead. No, that's nothing new. But I'm not talking about a highway, I'm not talking about a romantic boulevard Or a busy thoroughfare or even a slow lane motorway I see a road stop, uphead. No, that's nothing new. Signals are if I go any further I'm dead, All indications are I must leave you And find another way… I must leave you and go my own way… What use is there to pretend? When we're not even good friends Look there's a crossroads with a sharp turning left And I want you to continue straight ahead. I can't even look into your eyes No, that's nothing new. But the simple truth is I'm leaving you I've gone as far as I can or you can take me. Now I must end this journey alone without you. I see a road stop, uphead. And no, that's nothing new. But I can't longer travel for this course, so I'm leaving. But still, I dearly love you. I dearly love you and no, that's nothing new. What use is there to pretend? When we're not even good friends Look there's a crossroads with a sharp turning left And I want you to continue straight ahead I see a road stop, uphead. And no I no longer am travelling that road home.