They are coming now
Riding bikes behind my car
And no matter how fast I go
I can't leave them behind

A spider pulled from your hair
A feeling that was never there

I stayed up last night
In fact, I never slept at all
On the drive home
Saw a glowing ball of light

Rising high above my car
I felt it brush against my cheek

And every summer day
I lost you a little more
Taking off my clothes
I am all alone