Empty roads,
Pass me by,
Reminisce ‘bout the good times
Right now, I feel down
Surface tension
Seas a’ risin
But I just can’t break through to you
Every day, I ask why
Emotions build and I feel like,
I must admit that I miss the simple times
Empty roads,
Pass me by,
Reminisce ‘bout the good times
Right now, I feel down
On the surface
All looked fine
But the world shifted on us,
Bottles emptied, days drifted by
Quarantine and I feel like
I must admit that I miss the simple times