RED LIGHTS

Driving down the same road that we drive down everyday

Only this time it seems like the weather changed the game

I hear the sirens that beat with your heart

Only this time I chose to acknowledge them

Oh and as I pass all the stop lights

I now fear that my life is in his hands

Fragile like a stained piece glass cracking before it lands

Should run away or should I risk it and stay

But then I'm blinded by the red lights again

And all the signs tell me that you are worse than what you seem