You Don't Have to Do This

Staring out the motel window At the Home Depot parking lot There under the sodium lights I see everything that I'm not Dumpsters shine in the midnight glow Horizon stretches to the next big box The ranks of white paving lines Mark a landscape I thought I forgot I turn to you, you turn to me You say, "This is what could be" I take your hand, we share a kiss And I say, "You don't have to do this" Gazing out of a big airliner Trees cover what's down below From my perch I search for signs of Something I think I might know Village greens and hidden dreams Secret lives will start to grow I close the shade and I look away From a life I left so long ago I turn to you, you turn to me You say, "This is what could be" I take your hand, we share a kiss And I say, "You don't have to do this" You don't have to do this There's nothing you will miss You don't have to do this There's another path to bliss From the cul-de-sac to the megamall The avenues are long and wide Arby's, Wendy's, Frosty-Freeze Chik-Fil-A, Tasty-Dee-Light Applebees and Chuck-E-Cheese The beltway sews it all up tight Tires pound a steady beat On the pavement, I catch a fright By the headlights flashin' on the bedroom wall I could see if I could open my eyes I turn to you, you turn to me You say, "This is what could be" I take your hand, we share a kiss And I say, "You don't have to do this"