Do you not see the "No U-Turn" sign?
I eyed it right when I arrived here.
You, you didn't.
We're not yielding.
There's no red light,
not even a yellow.
Everything is green to me,
I want to move ahead.
Past this fork,
past this light.
Onto the sparkling cement of the big city roads.
Where the night and day is full of life,
it never sleeps.
I want to get away from this rural area,
where everything slows.
Things lose joy, turn dull and impolite.
We're at this stoplight,
in-between the town and city.
The light is green,
and I'm already driving.
I can't wait here with you for forever.
