What Was That?

What was that just flew out of my mouth
That had to sound so very wrong?
But there's something else that I have to pass along
That I don't know what else to do but be right here next to you
And there's nothing for you there's nothing for me
We're gonna break through and we're going to really be free
We dont have to beg to call a date
Cause you seem so connected to your version of who I am
Sure that I know that just what to do is stay right here next to you
Can't help but wait for signals when I assume the target
Maybe we're so aligned in our twisted trajectories
That in just setting this (?)
That I don't need to stay and focus too
For these tracks that seem to disappear
Deep under the sand
Our footsteps seem to remember just where to land
We lost while gaining (?) a certain ground to reach this place of mutual understanding