Für die linke Spur zu langsam

For years you've been sitting and working on
Your gift to the world
It's all about the details now
and it must, so that she likes it
become even more magnificent -
You haven't tried everything yet
You're already better than the others
but still far from good enough
Too slow for the left lane
Too fast for the right lane
Along the same
Guardrails, signs, and signals
And the woman who shares her life
with you and loves you -
sometimes she embarrasses you
& then you think there's
a better love for you
& then you feel bad
& hope she won't notice
& she notices even more
Too slow for the left lane
Too fast for the right lane
Along the same
Guardrails, signs, and signals
And then I drive out to the sea,
just like I always do
when I want to escape from everything
that I can't stand anymore,
park the bus in the dunes
and sit somewhere,
look up at the water and wait and wait
until I'm someone else
Too slow for the left lane
Too fast for the right lane
Along the same
Guardrails, signs, and signals
Will the median strip ever be enough for us?