And I rode alongside you then
And I rode alongside till you lost me
On the open road

Faster and faster, until you dropped me, on purpose - and you lost me then. How dare you now change your mind and come looking for me?

In a way, I wish you found me - but this isn't where you should be looking, because this isn't where you dropped me. Don't you remember?

Except - I don't know how long you'll keep looking and I've learned not to rely on you, and if you're to keep looking, I wish you good luck because the key is not only to find me, but to find me first.