Lost Guide - PUPIL

Driving home

Could have sworn

I saw your face

In a blur of light

In the blur I made

Cause I hit the floor

There was no one around

And there was no one home

Hard to get there fast

So I could think of

Thinking of you

Magical

My wheels would fly

Through forgotten rain

And remembered pain

Miles to ride

You ll be my guide

The sadder I get

The faster I drive

There was no one around

And there was no one home

Hard to get there fast

So I could think of

Thinking of you

Wondering how I d feel untied

Did I lose my way?

Did I see your face?

Miles to ride

You ll be my guide

The sadder I get, the harder I try

Do you ever say my name

Though I ll never hear it

Cause your nearness drove you far

And you might never be around

There was no one home

Had to get there fast

So I could think of, thinkin of you

So I could think of thinking of you