I've got a feeling that you're holding back
Seeking a way to return to the past
Following grief through the woods off the track
What did it mean when she called out his name?
Dreamt of the scene with no cause or frame
I'd ask again if I thought you'd explain

Why do I have nothing to show for myself?
What if I'd been written by somebody else?

Drifting away with my hands on the wheel
Something is trying to keep me here, hold me until it's too late to repeal
I never told because you never asked
Characterised to fulfil demand
Give me the words and you'll build me to last

Another name, another try
They spelled it wrong
And so did I