I thought you had taken 3 steps out my door
But then suddenly you took four steps back in for more
I want to thank you, because I don't want to lose you to the world
I know that it's hard to keep on giving when you think you don't have anything left
You're over at Lisa's with a blanket in the spare room
You're running from the ghosts that follow you
From a life you don't quite know
Well I hope you figure it out soon
Because the wind keeps blowing you down the road away from me
I'm just a stone in a ditch I can't leave
You'll have to forgive me if I'm a little paranoid
Like a bug on your driver-side window, holding on
If you could just give a little more
Well then baby, I'm sure
You'll learn what I already know
That I will never, if I don't have to, let you go