Losing Touching Searching

There’s no sign, there’s no sign
There’s no chance we’ll get there on time
We couldn’t find the place that night
We were lost and stuck together
We were lost with ourselves
And we were lost with each other
Where’s this place we need to be?
Where’s this place we need to see?
There’s no sign, there’s no sign
There’s no chance we’ll get there on time
If we could have found another place
To see ourselves and crack the code
We could have made it then you know
But there’s no signs on that road
Caught in this place we know
With no signs of letting go
Your heart is just another road
Another place that I can’t go
So we sit and contemplate
The world’s become a big mistake
And here we are in the middle
Trying to work out this riddle