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Skyline Drive

Chasing Sunset Dreams: Unraveling Life's Journey Through 'Skyline Drive'
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Lyrics

Sometimes I run, but I'm not afraid.

Sometimes, I engage in running without fear.

Why must you bring up all the mistakes I've made?

Why do you insist on reminding me of all the mistakes I've made?

She makes me smile, but you come around.

Despite the positive influence of someone (possibly "she"), your presence disrupts my happiness.

The wind in her hair reflects the sunset I see.

The wind blowing through her hair symbolizes the beauty of the sunset I witness.


You make it seem like yesterday.

You make the past feel recent, as if it happened just yesterday.

But we've come a long way out of the rain.

We've made significant progress, moving away from difficult times.

Can't seem to figure out what happens after this.

I'm uncertain about what comes next in our journey.

Why can't I?

I'm struggling to understand why this is happening.


Why must you say I made a mess out of things?

Why do you insist that I've messed up everything?

I won't believe it.

I refuse to believe in your negative assessment of my actions.

Tonight feels right like I'm dancing on air.

This night feels perfect, akin to dancing on air.

I'll make it right, I'll make it right.

I am determined to make things right.

Pull over to the station and fill up on fuel.

Pause the journey, refuel at the station, and contemplate my choices.

But will I do?

What actions should I take?


Sometimes I drive or ride with my eyes closed tight

Sometimes, I drive or ride with closed eyes, possibly avoiding reality.

Because if the skyline looks this way then I don't want to sleep tonight.

If the skyline looks as it does now, I prefer not to sleep tonight, suggesting a captivating view.

Never giving up, always seeking light,

Perseverance is essential, always seeking positivity and illumination.

we must always try, try with all our might.

We must exert maximum effort and always strive for our goals.

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