How can I explain to you the picture of this avenue?
The rain falls on the street outside my window on this Tuesday afternoon
I sit alone inside these same four walls I've lived inside
So many lives I've lived and died; none so much as the one I lived with you

I see you on the highway a thousand miles away
Rain falls through your hair and cheeks
Tears and mascara streaks
Your face reflected in the glass
Lines in the pavement go past just like the lines around your eyes that held the weight of all these sad goodbyes
Everybody that I know thinks that I should just let you go
You run from everything, they say
Hurt the ones you love like me
But here I sit and picture you your fingers worn, your shirt torn through
A heart so big it broke in two
Your mind drifting through all you knew

Afraid to love; afraid to lose;
Afraid to start; afraid to choose;
Afraid to live; afraid to die;
Afraid to let these days slip by;
Afraid to change or stay the same;
Afraid to lose yourself again;

Afraid of this truth that love could cause you so much pain
I know

I felt it, too
I know
I know
Sweetheart, I wish it wasn't true