Travelling Not Running

Im travelling not running
I dont like it here
From cracks in the pavement
Faces appear
Im sleeping not coming
Fantasys far
If you dont want to get there
Stay where you are

Sometimes I feel, just a little bit older
Sometimes I feel, for you

I could have been, anything for you
I could have been old
I could have been blue
We could have been two
But Ill make it clear
All of this for you
But I wasnt here

Im travelling not running
I dont like it here
The crime that I touched you
Was paid for in fear
Im sleeping not coming
How much can you see
How much do you know
Of the places Ill be