indiana
Friday, February 29th, 2008 I’m glad I never lived next to the water
So I could never get used to the beach,
And I’m glad I never grew up on a mountain
To figure out how high the world could reach.
I love the miles between me and the city,
Where I quietly imagine every street.
And I’m glad I’m only picturing the moment.
I’m glad she never fell in love with me.
For some the world’s a treasure to discover.
And your scenery should never stay the same.
And they’re trading in their dreams for explanations.
All in an attempt to entertain.
But I love the miles between me and the city,
Where I quietly imagine every street.
And I’m glad I’m only picturing the moment.
I’m glad she never fell in love with me
The trick of love is to never let it find you.
It’s easy to get over missing out.
I know the how’s and when’s, but now and then,
She’s all I think about.
I wonder how it feels to be famous,
But wonder is as far as I will go.
Because I’d probably lose myself in all the pictures,
And end up being someone I don’t know.
So it’s probably best I stay in Indiana,
Just dreaming of the world as it should be.
Where every day is a battle to convince myself
I’m glad she never fell in love with me.
