I went from cities to touch the suburbs
I'm on the highway but I'm barefoot

I need a map but not the destination
I need a compass but not a conversation

I want to run far from this grey town
But you're on every street, marked on the ground

The momentum but not the pace
I won the prize but not the race

I want the water without the waves
I want the prize but not the race

I want the jump but not the height
Let me fall but catch me mid-flight
I swum with sharks and beats of the sea
But I only went down for the company

But you won't come back home when I call
You left no sign, nothing at all
I'm sorry you won't fit inside my heart
I wanted love without the build up

I need the rules but not the regulations
I want the wisdom but not the information

I need the light but not the heat of the day
I need your hands to show me how to pray

I lost the plot underneath the fire
Of all the dots and lines that took me higher

Away from traffic and smiles that tire
I liked the lights but not the tangled wires

I need a pulse to feel alive
All the words just made it seem more quiet

This has all become far too loud
I like you more when you don't make a sound

But you won't come back home when I call
You left no sign, nothing at all
I'm sorry you won't fit inside my heart
Won't you come like the rain and wash this away
I wanted love without the build up