We're Together, But Our Tongues Are Tied

It's a long drive home and the road's not getting any shorter.
With my head pressed up against the window, I can tell this silence is only getting quieter.
And we exchange glances at every stop sign, but we never see our eyes, even at the dead ends.

The fall leaves leave, just like you and me.
But the only difference is this time is that you don't look back,
The only difference is that neither will I.

We're stuck at the end of the road with no ride home.
My tongue is tied, and I don't know what to say to you.
Is your tongue tied, too? Because I'm lost for words.
If you walk away this time, I'll call it off.