There's a moment made of frozen hopes
Put under lights in an empty space
In my little museum
My little museum
And at closing time when the crowds dissolve
I slip right past the velvet rope
And press my fingers to the case and I hold you in my arms
This isn't where I should be
To stand and stare when I should run
Why am I only waiting
For what can only come undone?
Only come undone?
Only come undone?
You were hidden in a highway curve
Solid lines a silent shield
Against metal twisted cold
I am twisted
Like sudden daylight there you were
Took all I had just not to swerve
And slow instead to yield
But then your light was gone
This isn't where I should be
I stand and stare when I should run
Why am I only waiting
For what can only come undone?
Only come undone?
Only come undone?