Christopher Norman Maps
Bruised and broken my heart is young
Still give my love away to anyone
All exposed for you to see
Breathing in, taking over me
It's taking over me
I don't know how or why or when
Your voice keeps playing back in my head
So many crossroads left to see
Look at maps and think of me
Just think of me
When your life becomes a mess
Change your tracks and head due west
Is that how you want to be?
Shallow, hip philosophy
What a state I find you in
All your highways crumbling
So many detours to your heart
You can run but you won't get too far
I don't know how or why or when
Your voice keeps playing back in my head
So many crossroads left to see
Look at maps and think of me
Just think of me
