Finish Line - Imaginary Future

Nothing’s ever perfect

But what can you do

You tug at the edges

To widen the view

You cry, dry your hair

Lie on the balcony

I’m fine anywhere

Wherever you’re taking me

But don’t let the voice in your head

Pull you out to sea

What a waste of time

You made a choice to be there

To belong with me

To the finish line

It’s all too familiar

The look on your face

I know when it’s coming

To take you away

You sigh, breathe it out

Cope with another day

I try to ease you down

Hope it’s a passing phase

But don’t let the voice in your head

Pull you out to sea

What a waste of time

You made a choice to be there

To belong with me

To the finish line