The Highway Goes for Miles

[friggin_names]

The highway goes for miles,
and you are no where to be found
all I ask, is that you come to me.
I search and search.
And I am now done searching;
so come to me,
search for me,
and please find me.
Because the highway goes for miles,
and I am broken,
done searching,
watching hope
get run over by passing traffic.