The road was mapped

to a place I was meant to see.

The night was young,

twas a place I was meant to be.

Winding roads and flying cars

passing late night restaurants and bars.

My windows were down 

and my night was bound to be

just for you and me.

Somewhere special, somewhere free.

Oh how I long to be alone with only you and me.

You tell me you love me

though, I cannot see

what would lie in front of me.

A deer jumps out of the woods

on the way to our destination.

I cannot help but wonder if this was meant to be.

Your tires screech and swerved

on our way to our destination.

Our final destination.

The stars crash from the sky to land upon me

I see you shaking me.

Why am I not moving?

I wish not yet to be free.

I scream and holler but you cannot see

I am in front of you though our eyes, not meet.