Guidance System

Your eyes.
Your smile.
Pierce right through my spine.

I can't move.
I can't breathe.
I can't seem to run away.

Oh I turned around.
I've been walking endless miles.
Like a moth to a flame.
Surreal and nothing's the same.
Oh it jams my guidance system.

My head.
My feet.
Trying to outrun themselves.

I can't see.
I can't find.
Oh, my way home.

Oh I turned around.
I've been walking endless miles.
Like a moth to a flame.
Surreal and nothing's the same.
Oh it jams my guidance system.