Romeo Echo Delta - Zebra Crossing

On the way home
I was such a believer
In a state of confuse freedom
The cold was a slap on the face

Temporary tingling of the fingers
You didn't have anything to chase
The mouth was shut to keep the secret locked

A shiny golden empty box
To keep inside this useless thoughts
White lines, warning for the cars
To separate two parts of the same infinite road

Maybe you were waiting for me
I wasn't there to tell you
The distance is inside my head
Maybe you were waiting for me
I wasn't there to tell you
The distance is inside my head

Speeding away we run out of time
We were getting to our finish line
One direction without signs

But then the boats sank into the tarmac sea
One step closer to the door
A one-way trip to the other shore
Maybe you were waiting for me
I wasn't there to tell you
The distance is inside my head
Maybe you were waiting for me
I wasn't there to tell you
The distance is inside my head
Maybe you were waiting for me
I wasn't there to tell you
The distance is inside my head
Maybe you were waiting for me
I wasn't there to tell you, the distance is inside my head