We can try to predict the future with false expectations
Where does this road go with our time limitations
I never asked to shed light on my sealed Pandora's box
And disrupt my well perceived healthy paradox
Won't you give me, give me a sign
Won't you give me, give me a sign
I have no directions for this detour of my mind
Won't you give me a ride through the Cliff Notes
Cliff Notes of your life
Can't go back and relive old faded photographs of strangers you don't remember
Or claim that you never met
We'll never get caught up, never get up to date
You won't know all the things that make us tick or appreciate
Won't you give me, give me a sign
Won't you give me, give me a sign
I have no directions for this detour of my mind
Won't you give me a ride through the Cliff Notes
Cliff Notes of your life