Testo Missing Everything

As I zone out, I'm driving home
I think of how it will come to be
My life as I live it
I want to floor it, into the great unknown

Maybe the signs will guide me
Next exit to home
And should I take the turn To the place I know

When things were simpler, back in '93
I wanna go, go back and see
My sister staring up at me
It's now a picture I glance at so clearly