| Today I saw another place I can cross off my list
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| A place I still remember where we used to kiss
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| Now it can join the buses and planes and the trains
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| In the garbage heap of memories at the back of my brain
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| And yeah we used to travel every weekend we could
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| I thought it was for us but how I misunderstood
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| You were only running from your past five years
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| On a break up so severe you never got to the tears
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| And oh is this really what you wanted
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| Now your past in only haunting
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| What you’re supposed to have with me
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| I got these streets, doesn’t matter where I’m going
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| I got these streets, walk away from what I’m knowing
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| I got these streets, walls that never see me crying
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| Strangers pass by, where you were once there by my side
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| You would be the driver while the passenger seat
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| Was filled with just a man you never wanted to meet
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| And my mother even told me that you weren’t so discreet
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| And we had to face our demons on our own terms you see
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| I suppose I should be thankful or even be glad
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| That I helped you find a place at least that wasn’t so sad
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| But now i’m just a moment where you’ll look back and smile
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| So I’ll look to my speedo and count every mile
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh
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| Strangers pass me by
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| Ooh, ooh
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| Everyone says let go
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| What am I holding to
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| But I can’t even tell them
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| Cause I no longer know you
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| But
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| Once there by my side
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh
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| Now the strangers pass me by
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| Ooh, ooh, yeah
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| I miss you
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| Ooh, ooh, ooh
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| Strangers pass me by
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| Ooh
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| Strangers pass by where you were once there by my side |