I made sure the distance was too great for running back
The only link between us now is a phone booth in the rain

I don't know just where to go
While I'm dangling on this line
Hold back; pull back, not so sure
If situation is too late

Stretch my arms out to the West to taste the open space
Don't you say 'I told you so' cause you don't know what I need
Hold tightly to my confidence as narrow as it seems
A victim of your own advice, do you see yourself in me?

Now I know just where to go
Cause I looked back on your life
Mistakes you've made have paved this road
Our situation is too great

Alone on the road
Both on this road