Maps - Flies on the Square Egg, James Frederick Johnson

I miss the taste of a sweeter life

I miss the conversation

I’m searching for a song tonight

I’m changing all of the stations

I like to think that we had it all

We drew a map to a better place

But on that road I took a fall

Oh baby why did you run away?

I was there for you In your darkest times

I was there for you In your darkest nights

But I wonder where were you?

When I was at my worst

Down on my knees

And you said you had my back

So I wonder where were you?

When all the roads you took came back to me

Now I’m following the map that leads to you

The map that leads to you

Ain’t nothing I can do

The map that leads to you

I hear your voice in my sleep at night

Hard to resist temptation

Cause something strange has come over me

Now I can’t get over you

No, I just can’t get over you

I was there for you

In your darkest times

I was there for you In your darkest nights

But I wonder where were you?

When I was at my worst

Down on my knees

And you said you had my back

So I wonder where were you?

When all the roads you took came back to me

So I’m following the map that leads to you

The map that leads to you

Ain’t nothing I can do

The map that leads to you

Oh to you

The map that leads to you

Ain’t nothing I can do

The map that leads to you

But I wonder where were you?

When I was at my worst

Down on my knees

And you said you had my back

So I wonder where were you?

When all the roads you took came back to me

So I’m following the map that leads to you